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My mom finding out about all the mischievous things that I would do..Like most of us I hope.I never ever wanted to hurt my moms feelings.I thought my last name was Dont growing up. Larry Dont is all she would say it seemed.I was never really afraid of the dark,boogey man etc..Sad thing is the older I get the more afraid I get it seems...
I dont think I will ever get back in the ocean or any water besides a pool or tub.
Is being afraid and a worry wort the same thing....
I was never afraid of one thing in particular, other than the usual snakes and spiders (in fact, just got the willies typing it!!) but I used to wake up in the middle of the night and I could swear that there were people in the attic, spying on me through the ceiling, and if I made a sound, they'd get me. I'd lay there for what seemed like hours before I could work up the nerve to scream for my parents.
I had a "My Buddy" doll and my mom had to get rid of it, darn thing looked just like chucky
holy crap me too!
my sister would sneak into my room at night and hide under my bed and make Chucky voices to scare me. Then when I cried my sister ran into my room and pretend to be sleeping. Every time I told my parents they told me I was imagining things.
I was never afraid of one thing in particular, other than the usual snakes and spiders (in fact, just got the willies typing it!!) but I used to wake up in the middle of the night and I could swear that there were people in the attic, spying on me through the ceiling, and if I made a sound, they'd get me. I'd lay there for what seemed like hours before I could work up the nerve to scream for my parents.
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