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Day 8: What scares you?

What makes you almost shit your pants and crawl under your bed sheets? Falling in a dream? Losing your phone?

Mine is…

Clowns.

Now, I have a story behind why I am scared of clowns.

It also started when I was about 8 years old. I may have been younger, I’m not sure.

The night was October 31st! Halloween. After school, I decided to go to my friends house. She lived exactly 3 minutes walk from my house. Back in those days, we didn’t have mobile phones until we were like 13 if you were lucky. So I didn’t tell my mum as my plan was to get home before her.

Time comes for me to be going home. It’s about 5~6pm. Of course, I didn’t have keys because my older sister went to the same school as me and we always would hang out together. Not that day. So I go home and ring the door bell.

Nobody answers. My sister probably thinks I am a trick-or-treater.

I ring the doorbell again. A car pulls up behind me. A man in a clown mask comes out.

I hit the door with my tiny weak fists. I turn around, he has fireworks in his hand. I open the letter box and shout ‘Dalia, it’s me!!! Let me in!’

The clown starts laughing and running in my direction. I start screaming and finally hear my door being unlocked. Why did my sister lock the door?!

The door opens and it’s my mum. She thought I was already home and decided to lock the door without checking. Anyway, I am finally safe in my house and my mum doesn’t understand why I am so scared. So I tell her and I couldn’t look at another clown again.

In that moment, I literally thought it was a serial killer or some kind of murderer that was going to kill me. But now that I think about it, I lived in a tiny area were everyone knew me and I knew everyone. I still don’t know who it was, but if you ever read this, I HATE YOU!!

Anyway, since then, clowns terrify me.

Please let me know what scares you below.

By the way, I am so sorry for not posting the past few days, I have been so sick and am only just starting to feel better. But I promise you a post will come tomorrow!!

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Dreams

Since I got back from Korea, I have been having super weird dreams. It’s not like strange things happen in the dream but when I think about it, the reason why it is strange is because nothing weird happens.

Anyway, I’ll explain.

I obviously don’t realise that I am dreaming until I wake up, but the dreams I’ve been having are so realistic! The people in my dreams are the people I met in Korea, and the situations are so similar/realistic that I don’t realise that it was a dream when I wake up.

One example is that, in my dream, I am in my bed and I am wearing the PJ’s that I am actually wearing. I’m in my room, it is my bed, but my Korean friends and friends that I made in Korea are there. The conversations and activities that are happening are things that would happen. But for some reason, I cannot leave my bed. I am moving in my bed so I am not paralysed, but I think it’s my insecurity because I am in my PJs!

I then wake up and start looking around for the people who were in my dream because it was so realistic! It is the strangest thing!

haha I can tell by the look on your face that you either want to hear more or, you are thinking, why did you have to write a blog post about this?! lol

I just wanted to write about my dream in the hopes that it would make more sense to me. And it did haha!

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Fears

I was just thinking about what scares me, other than ladybirds (see my last post), & I thought I’d make a post about it.

What I am scared of;

Clowns – Halloween, when I was about 7, I went to my friends house. She lived just two minutes away. I decided to go home & to my surprise the door was locked because my mum thought I was already in. I knocked on the door, she thought I was a trick or treat-er & ignored me. I turned around & a car is pulling up, a man in a clown mask jumps out of the car & starts spraying the streets with fireworks, laughing like a mad man. I was terrified! My mum ansewered the door.

Twins – I have friends that are twins & I recently found out that the guy I like is a twin. An identical twin. I’m fine when I see identical twins one at a time. But when they are together, I don’t know why, my brain stops working & I feel kinda shocked. (Luckily, I heard that they guy I like looks slightly different to his twin!) But sometimes I think having a twin is probably one of the best things ever! Their bonds are amazing.

Those are the only fears that I can think of that I consider small phobias.

Weird? Normal? Let me know!