There are a few things that never fail to scare me: needles, tornadoes, and any of your typical "scary" haunted houses/trails. First off, I can't remember a time I haven't been scared of getting a needle shoved into me. The anticipation, the small stab, the sliding out, and the dull pain afterward. It is gross, painful, and I always freak out! What makes it even worse is that I have to get at least one shot per year, even though I always beg not to. Second is tornadoes, although I have never actually seen/experienced one in real life. Just the thought of one ripping away my house and carrying away my family is scary enough to me. Third is haunted houses. I refuse to go through a haunted house to experience the thrill and adrenaline rush from being scared. It is not appealing to me and I know it will affect me longer than just the walk through the house. I'll have to check outside the shower curtain to make sure there is not a clown waiting for me when I get out, and I'll have to sleep completely under the covers so I won't open my eyes to find an evil creature staring back at me. I just can't do it. A week or two ago I travelled an hour and a half to a haunted house with a few friends (Olivia Dixon was there) trying to muster up the courage to go in, but I ended up standing outside chatting with the police officer. Not only did I not pee my pants, I also saved a few dollars. These three things are not all of my fears, but they are the ones I was able to think of most quickly, so they must be pretty scary to me.
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