ok I'm pissed.

Nov 17, 2008 17:22

when did the boogey man leave kids stories and enter adult life? People say " Oh we shouldn't traumatize children?" but the boogeyman is a proven technique to keep people in line and get them to do stuff they don't want to do. Can any one say Osama bin laden? He'll of a boogeyman right there. Got us to swallow the Nazi I mean patriot act ok. No ( Read more... )

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pygmalion November 18 2008, 02:37:07 UTC
I always slept curled up facing the wall because I felt that if I ever saw the monster that haunted my room at night, I would die of fright. And of course, close to the wall so no creepy claws could grasp me and pull me under the bed.

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savannarama November 18 2008, 06:26:24 UTC
I'm amused by your memories of thwarting monsters...

The boogeyman was in my closet. I realize now that my vision of the boogeyman was sort of a combination of Uncle Fester, Lurch and Nosferatu, although I'd never seen any of those characters until I was a teenager. (My boogeyman was tall and gaunt and scary with hollow eyes; sort of looked like he might be rotting away.) I was pretty sure he stared at me through the circular hole in the wood of my sliding closet doors. ... And my feet had to be covered while I slept or he would grab them. I also couldn't be lying on the bed and then lean off of it and look under from up top, or no doubt there would be eyes staring back at me. Best to stay safely in the middle of the bed on an island of safety.

I slept with a small lamp on until I was 8 or 9 at least.

There were also sharks in the drain at the pool where I took lessons. :D

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sykosmurph November 18 2008, 06:34:04 UTC
ooh sharks in the drain. There always pirahnas in a cubby behind the pool light under the diving board. There couldn't be sharks silly it's fresh water. Pirahnas live in fresh water. Oh and there was always something trying to grab me from the lake bottom it lived in the lake grass.

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piggtail November 20 2008, 03:18:48 UTC
i had some wild moneys that would try and eat my feet if i was out of bed in the middle of the night. those little monkeys that wear jackets and a little red top hat thing.

no

really.

jacket wearing monkeys wanted to eat my feet when i was little.

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