When I got to bed at night and walk across my dark room to my bed an embarrasing thought flits through my head.
It is quick and fleeting, but somehow evokes a slight emotional response.
I momentarliy think that someone/thing is going to reach out from under my bed, grab my ankles and drag me under my bed.
Yes, I am 24 years old and this fear still haunts me from childhood.
I blame Fred Savage.
I'm looking into getting the clapper so that I don't have to walk across my room in the dark.