Tipsy with Crazy
Everyone has at least one irrational fear.
I have three.
One: Escalators. I have no idea why, but I'm terrified. Whenever I am forced on one, I literally hold on to the railing and whichever friend was mean enough to drag me on one so tightly that my knuckles are white.
Two: Power lines. I think I may have seen a 911 episode at one point where a bus full of small children were all killed in some freak powerline accident.
Three: These giant cat statues my mom has placed in my house. There are two of them and they are these huge wooden pole things with cat heads attached. My mother loves them which is why I havent fed them to the fire place yet. Im afraid they will suddenly grow legs and come i dunno...scratch my eyes out in my sleep.
Thus, now all of my enemies can bring me to my knees in blind terror with the aide of escalators, powerlines and giant cat statues.
I have three.
One: Escalators. I have no idea why, but I'm terrified. Whenever I am forced on one, I literally hold on to the railing and whichever friend was mean enough to drag me on one so tightly that my knuckles are white.
Two: Power lines. I think I may have seen a 911 episode at one point where a bus full of small children were all killed in some freak powerline accident.
Three: These giant cat statues my mom has placed in my house. There are two of them and they are these huge wooden pole things with cat heads attached. My mother loves them which is why I havent fed them to the fire place yet. Im afraid they will suddenly grow legs and come i dunno...scratch my eyes out in my sleep.
Thus, now all of my enemies can bring me to my knees in blind terror with the aide of escalators, powerlines and giant cat statues.