what were you scared of as a kid

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Sudden loud noises like gunshots, fireworks, and thunder were the worst for me. I when I was little I would sometimes feel sick when it looked like it was about to storm or if I saw a flash of lightning.

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When I was very little (ca 3-7) only: dogs

Boys who were big or acting out

Some bugs

Nuclear war

War

My parents or my pets dying

Getting injured or sick

Of course, some of the above I will always fear, like losing loved ones, and getting seriously injured/sick.

The dark, flushing the toilet, dying, my family dying, pain, heights, getting in trouble, natural bodies of water, snakes, the music video for (and subsequently, the song) "Another Brick in the Wall", the boat scene in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, being stared at, being wrong, the film Jumanji, bees... the list goes on.

Oh I forgot some:

Up to the age of 5 I was afraid of a dog figurine I had in my room, It wasn't scary in daytime but at night the light from the hallway made it shiny and I thought it was eerie. I called it the ghost dog.

When I was 6-7 years old I was afraid of going through the dark hallway because the light from the living room made the buttons on jackets shine.

There were the occasional scene from series and movies, but though I found them chilling, they weren't things I feared in the same way as the things I have already mentioned. In the series Rød Snø there was a scene where there was a blood on a sled, and another where a presumed dead guy sat up. I was 8 or 9 and found it scary, but it wasn't something that haunted me.
When I was 8 there was a scene in a series where a sheltie came up from a box and for some reason that was very eerie for me. I wasn't afraid of the dog at that time, I thought the dog was cute, but it was the way the picture of it just jumped up from that eerie box.
There were also 2 songs that had sounds I found scary because they were so strange, and also because I misunderstood a word in one of them.

The only part of fiction to give me a nightmare as a kid, was a scene from either The winds of War or War and Remembrance. It was a scene from a concentration camp where a woman sat under a train with a blank stare. Her eyes made me shudder. I was 12 at the time.

ETA: There were 3 things in the news that scared me too: A bomb that went off on Oslo S when I was 5, and I feared for my mother.
The AIDS virus and one report on the sunken ferry MS Herald of Free Enterprise, The report in question mentioned divers having found bodies down there, and the words they used made me realize what death does, which was scary for a 9 year old.

spiders or something

Dad's anger
Walking stick insects
The small voice in my brain that whispered "They know"

I was scared of the dark.

Hay bales, the vent because I was convinced it was a monster inside the house, the dark, and wood because I feared getting splinters. I also went through a brief germaphobe phase and refused to sleep in places I thought were dirty, such as hotels or using toilets that weren't my own from my house.

Was scared of the toilet,fireworks,loud noises(teachers whistling,shouting,etc),the dark,trains,buses,balloons.
might more but i cant remember

Monday Morning session on primary school, when you had to tell the rest of the class if you did anything nice in the weekend; never did, never wanted to talk to a group

I was scared of the dark and getting spanked. I started to be on my best behaviour at the age of 6, in order to avoid getting spanked or yelled at.

Getting in trouble with any adults - home, school, parents, strangers from the phone company.

I don't think I can remember a particular thing that frightened me. There were random "occurrences" that frightened me from time to time, but never anything consistently.

I remember, when I was about 3 or 4 my parents tried to convince me there was a person/monster under the R.R. overpass, called "Acha-fooey" that carried away children (no doubt to keep me from wandering in that direction), but I was never frightened.

When I was about 1 to 1 1/2 years older old "Acha-fooey" must have moved on because my parents decided I should learn an instrument and they chose the accordion and I had to pull it on a wagon down Foster Avenue (in Chicago) and through the overpass both coming and going. Although I detested the accordion (and never learned even the basics) I was never afraid of it.