What animals give you the creeps? Also, were you traumatized and that lead to it, or do you just have an aversion to that animal? It doesnt have to be a phobia, there are just some animals out there that give people the willies.
For me, it's spiders. i used to be severely phobic, but i got past that. the still freak me out though.
Check out this little story, it's from my website, it's about a horrible incident i had as a kid:
Quote:
I lived in Germany. Dad was still in the Air Force. Across the way from us was a small field, filled waste deep with stinging nettles. This was a favorite place for me to explore. It had a ton of different bugs and animals living in it. I had discovered a particular tree that had a colony of these cool, metallic rainbow colored beetles living under it. I loved it there. I would also get a stick and hack away at nettles, pretending they were bad guys and I was chopping off their heads and legs with my sword. One hack-a-thon, I was wearing these green slacks that my mom had bought for me. I had cleared a large section of weeds, and sitting at the edge of the clearing was a HUGE brown house spider. He was a monster, his legs had to have been over 3 inches across, spread-out. I decided it was a good time to find another place to play. I looked around real quick to see if there was a fast getaway for me. When I looked back to make sure the Beast was still where I saw him, he was gone. The next thing I knew, I felt something crawling up the INSIDE of my slacks. It was so big, I could see the fabric move as he crawled.
Ever see a 12 year old do a screaming sprint? I imagine from the outside it’s pretty funny, but from the inside…….. Words can’t describe it, but suffice to say, I know how that swat guy felt in the Relic just before the monster snipped his head off. Imagine a skinny 6th grader running out into the street, dropping his pants off right in the middle of it, stomping them twice, then running full-tilt to his house, slamming the front-door behind him like he was being chased by Carl Lewis, if he were an axe murderer on crystal meth.
It took me until I was 21 before I could let go of that incident and not break out in a cold sweat whenever I saw a spider.
|
Nice, huh?