Phobias
What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread
Meee tooo
When I was 4, I had a horrible escalator experience which has altered the way I approach said escalating stairs. My mom was holding my baby brother, so I had to get on the escalator without help. Being little, I was dumb and stepped onto two steps at once, which is easy because they're flat at the bottom. Then, when the top step started to rise, I tumbled backwards and apparently got stuck in recycled tumbling motion at the bottom. Every time I would try to get up, I would fall again - because my mom was 3/4 of the way up the escalator with my brother and couldn't go back down. Finally a guy helped me...
Now, I ALWAYS make sure that I'm stepping onto ONE step.
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 19:48, Reply)
When I was 4, I had a horrible escalator experience which has altered the way I approach said escalating stairs. My mom was holding my baby brother, so I had to get on the escalator without help. Being little, I was dumb and stepped onto two steps at once, which is easy because they're flat at the bottom. Then, when the top step started to rise, I tumbled backwards and apparently got stuck in recycled tumbling motion at the bottom. Every time I would try to get up, I would fall again - because my mom was 3/4 of the way up the escalator with my brother and couldn't go back down. Finally a guy helped me...
Now, I ALWAYS make sure that I'm stepping onto ONE step.
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 19:48, Reply)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread