tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592655422199331070.post3576778206239296091..comments2024-01-01T14:26:02.052-08:00Comments on The Question of the Day: Question of the Day #1,221Suzanne Casamentohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08306151428658707692noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592655422199331070.post-42221984264959993072012-03-06T20:09:55.952-08:002012-03-06T20:09:55.952-08:00Too many to list. My dad died when I was a baby an...Too many to list. My dad died when I was a baby and my mom worked full-time. I was left alone a lot, probably at too young an age. I had a lot of fears.Rena Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02328844122193024220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592655422199331070.post-7592394111237852772012-03-02T08:19:08.146-08:002012-03-02T08:19:08.146-08:00This made me laugh - a chicken??
I haven't gro...This made me laugh - a chicken??<br />I haven't grown out of most of my childhood fears. I still have to have one light on for me to hop into bed (because something could come out from under my bed LOL).<br />Still scared of spiders, heights, etc.<br />Chickens are an interesting one though.Zinnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10788195778399991380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592655422199331070.post-22012196841494913672012-03-01T21:06:26.929-08:002012-03-01T21:06:26.929-08:00I had a reoccurring nightmare for years and years....I had a reoccurring nightmare for years and years. It started with my parents driving our yellow Apollo through a Boston tunnel. First, my dad gets pulled over and put in jail (one of ventilation grates in the tunnel). Next my mom. Then my sister. Then a random neighbor. Last I remember, I drive myself out of the tunnel.lisa dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17499149424402832171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-592655422199331070.post-53347126513491040802012-03-01T16:19:22.251-08:002012-03-01T16:19:22.251-08:00I was congenitally scared of bears. One night whe...I was congenitally scared of bears. One night when I was about 5 years old I made my Dad empty the contents of the bedroom closet to show me that there was no bear in there!grammilouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04764567967851741490noreply@blogger.com