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Were you a monster-under-the-bed, monster-in-the-closet, or humans-are-the-true-monsters kid

I was the “In-the-kitchen-as-soon-as-I-turn-off-the-light-switch-oh-my-god-run-like-hell” sort of kid

What the heck

“hanging-over-me-while-i-lay-in-bed-cant-open-my-eyes-or-it-will-kill-me” kid

“That-baby-doll-is-an-alien-coming-to-kill-me” kid

“Have-a-night-light-so-you-can-stare-up-at-the-ceiling-and-avoid-the-crawling-monsters-on-the-floor” kid

none of us were ok as kids

“there’s-a-monster-over-there-but-if-i-don’t-look-at-it-and-stay-under-the-covers-it-can’t-get-me” and “don’t-look-at-the-floor-dont-look-at-the-floor-dont-look-at-the-floor”

I was scared of jesus bc I thought he was a monster

My bed was hollow underneath so I stead of being scared of a monster under the bed I was scared one day I’d find a human under my bed

the fuck

I was all of the above, but then I read “Where The Wild Things Are” by Maurice Sendak, and decided I was going to make sure the monsters were scared of ME, instead.

I was a snake-my-hand-around-the-door-frame-and-switch-the-light-on-before-entering-the-darkened-room kid… and if I’ve watched a horror movie I’m that kinda 37 year old