Oh man, I used to be terrified of my basement for the longest time! When I was little I had a dream that I walked down the steps and saw my dad working on some project.. he looked up, smiled at me, and suddenly these huge tiger like monsters jumped out of the darkness and tore him to bloody pieces... whew got a little shiver just out of typing that lol.
Anyway, since I lived down there with my fiance for a year the fear pretty much went all away. Well, except sometimes when I'm tired and all the lights are off, I run up the stairs as fast as I can because I get that old feeling those monsters will grab my ankles from behind or under on the steps. lol =X
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