We have a lot of fears. Some make sense; others, not so much. This latter type will be featured once monthly until we run out of material, at which point, we might begin accepting the fears of our readers.
When I was a child, I accidentally saw Predator. Haha just kidding I was sixteen. Halfway through the movie I went to the bathroom in that friend’s house and heard his father snoring. I didn’t realize anyone was there, or asleep. I have never recovered.
Now when I walk around at night, any time that it’s remotely dark, I never look back. Looking behind you is the key to shitting your pants when you see the monster chasing you, so the best thing to do is just let it happen, let it kill you. One time I was running through campus in Newark New Jersey and security asked if I was alright. Just in a hurry I said, because you can’t say “just watching out for monsters.”