Scariest Moment

When I was eight years old, there was one thing that I absolutely was scared of. I wouldn't freak out and scream like a little girl, but my heart would beat faster and my skin would get a litte moist whenever I walked through the darkness. In my house, I had a long hallway that went across the whole house; at the end of the hallway, there was a corner and beyond it led to the living room. If you looked straight across the hallway, you couldn't see the living room, so there was a blind spot on the way there. That was the most scariest place in the house for me. My situation was that I had to walk past that corner to get to the living room if I wanted to either play games or watch television. During the night, I would always imagine things being behind that corner. I knew that things like ghosts or the boogeyman did not exist, yet I was still terrified whenever I had to walk to the livingroom. Depending what my fear was, I would imagine it to be behind the corner just waiting to pounce on me like a hungry lion catching its prey. So, for example, at one time, I had watched the Grudge, so for about a week or two I would imagine the grudge lady being behind that corner waiting to kill me. But, since I knew that she did not exist, I would have to tell myself, "There is no grudge lady, just walk as fast as you can and turn on the lights." Everytime, I would tell myself that so I woudn't be scared, but for some reason, I was always scared of something that I knew that didn't exist.