Terrifying Childhood Experiences (and Nightmares!)

As I look back on my childhood, my memories may not be as accurate to what actually happened... but I'm here to share with you what went down when I was a kid that I thought was pretty scary at the time. Enjoy!

Stranger Danger:

So one fine afternoon when I was in my early primary school years, my family was having lunch in the park. For whatever reason I remember we were feasting on some good old KFC at the table. Before we started eating I wanted to have a quick go on the playground that was slightly down the hill. The playground had some equipment that included the very appealing (at the time) spinning around device whereby you stand on this little 'plate' like structure and hold on for dear life to the pole. I gathered enough momentum to spin myself around at a speed I was happy with, satisfied that this would not make me too dizzy or ill. I was nearly ready to jump off as I was ready for food and was feeling pretty dizzy. However, to my horror, this crusty, old, bearded man came up to where I was spinning and said, "Do you want to go faster??". I was stunned into silenced however still managed to communicate my disapproval by shaking my head. Nevertheless, this stranger insisted by turning me faster. I held on for dear life, waiting for it to slow down again. As it did, I remember walking back to my family and telling them about the strange man, however I don't remember where he went after I had left the playground. Probably my most terrifying stranger encounter as a child!

Can't. Run. Faster:

This story, thankfully, was a dream (or should I say nightmare?), but it still left me on edge nonetheless. With the fear of stranger-danger imbedded into my mind, this was a reoccurring nightmare that I dreamt a few times as a child. I was playing on the street, as you did in those days with the neighbourhood kids, and suddenly this car pulled up. Out of this car, came a Greek-looking man with long, black, flowing hair (don't ask, I have no idea). And, like any crazed man in a terrifying dream, he was chasing me. Typical. So, like any scared kid I ran in the opposite direction. However, of course my legs had to be in SLOW MOTION. I am struggling to run faster up my reasonably steep driveway but no, I can't, because my dream decides to make me a horrifyingly slow runner. But my nightmare ends there, leaving me unknowing to whether I escaped the oddly enough good looking menace. 

'Straya Dreamin':

In typical Australian fashion, this next nightmare I had as a child doesn't include the scary monster under the bed, but a crocodile. Yeah. This was a short dream minutes before waking up, however scared me enough to include on this blog. So as a child, I would usually sleep right on the edge of my bed with one arm hanging down almost touching the floor. So, as if invited, the crocodile under my bed had a bite at my arm and attempted to yank it either off or under the bed. As I woke from the impact and 'pulling' of my arm, which wasn't real, I found myself teetering on the side of my bed more than usual nearly one with the floor. Safe to say I haven't dangled even the slightest phalange off the side of the bed since.

Stay Splendid,

MeltedToastyMind

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