Lolz its normal, I just don't go outside after dark. I go out with friends and stuff, just not alone. That freaked the shit outa me and yeah maybe I do have mental issues or something I got to handle..but never alone do I go.
Maybe I just haven't had enough traumatic experiences in my life to be truely scared to go around places by myself...
Most of the pain and fear in my life is self-inflicted... >_>
Hm... another scary moment in my life. Well, there's one that happened when I was around eight years old.
I was in the kitchen of our duplex and for some reason, I turned on the garbage disposal. (I think I scraped food into it). I heard a clanking sound, and... being eight years old, jumped up on the counter and leaned over to see what it was. I assumed it was just a fork or something.
But then out of nowhere a small steak knife flies out of it, blade first. (Those small ones, small.. but freaking sharp..). Everything was sorta... slow motion. I did sort of a matrix move and flew my body backwards before it could fly into my forehead. That scared the crap out of me...