Now that I'm older and wiser, my secrets are mostly about my fears. Fear can be a very personal, emotional thing. In no particular order, I am terrified of Frisbees, skunks, and electric can openers.
For Frisbees, you can blame the one that hit me in the mouth years (and years) ago. But truthfully, I have always had a horror of objects that fly at my face at high speeds. This explains why I am not a Major League baseball player. Well, this and my utter lack of athletic ability.
For skunks, you can blame the family of skunks that lived in our cellar (directly beneath the coat closet, to be specific) when I was in kindergarten. I went to school smelling as if I'd been dipped in the Bog of Eternal Stench. The teacher made my leave my coat outside.
For electric can openers... come on, who isn't a little afraid of those? They grab the can and don't want to let go. And that noise! You can tell they're hungry for blood.
Lastly... and this one's a little embarrassing, but in the interest of full disclosure... I am also a little bit wary of Gonzo from the Muppets. You see, when I was little, I used to have this recurring nightmare that a robot Gonzo from outer space would land on earth and shoot M&M-like beetles into people's foreheads. Surprisingly and thankfully, this nightmare did not lead to a fear of M&Ms. But if Gonzo approached me in an alley, I'd run the other way.
- Sarah Beth Durst
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