So, what freaks you out?

[Chaplain Harris]

I had been pulled out to sea by an undercurrent when I was 14. I was holding on to a raft with a young boy whom I was watching at the time. I was a good swimmer, but couldn't budge against the current. We were rescued by three swimmers and got to a jetty. Completely exhausted and bloodied by the jetty. Since that time the ocean freaked me out. How I overcame it, I joined the US Coast Guard Auxiliary and work on the water now.

[auld argonian]

Wow...this is tough...I love spiders (the little jumping spider that lives around here is sort of my animal spirit guide), I've had rats for pets and love them...enough encounters with snakes while out fishing that they're just another part of the environment...had a creepy clown painting in my room when I was a kid but after the time working for the circus I'm over that...almost got struck by lightning once (just stood there in the rain looking up at the sky and yelled, "...missed me!"...talk about an adrenaline rush!).

Heights still get me...being on the roof a tall building has, as we say, "high pucker factor"...I've managed to supress it when I get access to some great spot to take a photo from, though.

I suppose the thought of the sun eventually burning out and all of this being gone forever is probably the creepiest thought of all.


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AA

[Shay]

Bees. I hate bees. Though I'm getting better about the big fat honeybees around the new house. I no longer shriek and run, flailing about.

And heights. Sort of. If I can see the support under me, I'm fine, like looking over the top of a large wall. But if I'm on a shelf or something where I can't see the building from the top all the way down, (Like a lighthouse walk) I freak. I guess I'm more afraid of the ledge sliding off the building than the actual height, if that makes any sense.

[Erisianmonkey]

...almost got struck by lightning once (just stood there in the rain looking up at the sky and yelled, "...missed me!"...talk about an adrenaline rush!).

Once, when I was in high school, I watched lightning strike the neighbor's dog. The dog happened to be about five feet away from me. I marched straight into the house and raided my dad's liquor cabinet for about two ounces of medicinal ethanol, Kentucky flavor. Yeah, it's an adrenaline rush, but I had the shakes for a month.