as a child, i was really afraid of the dark ang of getting lost. these fears were very real and caused me some uncomfortable moments. maybe it was the strange way things looked and and sounded in my own room at night that scared me so much. there was never complete darkness, but always a streetlight or passing car lights, which made clothes on the back of a chair take on the shape of a wild animal. out of the corner of my eyes, i saw the curtains seem to move when there was no wind. a very low sound in floor would seem a hundred times louder than in the day . my imagination would run wild,and my heart would beat fast. i would lie very still so that the "enemy" would not discover me