I am deathly scared of something that doesn't even exist....

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Ok Y'all.

So this is the first time I have ever came out and talked about this because anyone in real life would think I am totally crazy, and I figured this would be a good place to talk about it.

This is something that I have had a fear of ever since I was 4 or 5 years old. I am scared of it happening to this day, even at 38 years old.

Whenever I am alone at night, I am afraid of getting up out of bed, because I'm afraid of this "thing" coming up out of the floor, that I have no idea how to describe, but in my mind I've always called it a siren. I call it that because I have visions of this thing coming up out of the floor, and a siren inside of it going off, that would make the exact same noise as the tornado sirens sounded when they went off in my home town. I envision this thing coming up out of the floor, and stopping about 3 feet up from the ground, that would run from one end of the wall to the other, and it's siren would sound. I've never envisioned it physically doing anything to me, but I have had thoughts of it coming up and moving over to my doorway, blocking me from trying to get out.

As I've gotten older, I am not nearly as afraid of it as I used to be, but I still fear it. When I was little, I was afraid to get out of bed in the middle of the night because this thing would come up out of the floor. If I did get up out of bed, I made all the noise I possibly could, as I walked over to the light switch and turned on the light, as I always thought that noise would "Scare it" into not coming up, and I also wasn't afraid of it coming up if the light was on and the room was not dark.

If I was home alone, I would be scared of it coming up regardless of whether or not the lights were on....for example, one morning, my mom left me home to go and drop my sister off at school, and when she left, I was on the toilet, and after they left, I was so afraid of this thing coming up out of the floor, that I just stayed on the toilet and did not move until she got home.

I am most afraid of this thing coming up when there is a thunderstorm. Thinking about tornadoes REALLY brings out the fear of this thing coming out.

I think tornadoes is actually what even put this thing in my mind. I grew up in Nebraska and Kansas, where tornadoes were very common. Whenever we had a threat of them, I was deathly afraid to sleep alone because I was afraid of this thing coming up. If I was alone, and the tornado sirens actually did go off, I was deathly afraid to move.

One night, the tornado sirens did go off. I was in the 2nd grade, and 7 years old that night. Earlier that night, my parents had come and gotten me out of bed, and the 3 of us along with my 2 sisters all took shelter in the basement. We got the all clear a while later, and all went back to bed. Not 5 minutes after we all went back to bed, the sirens went off again. I heard them, and screamed for my Mom as loud as I could until she came in and got me and rushed me back downstairs, because I was too afraid to get out of bed because of this thing coming up.

Whenever I would wake up to a thunderstorm at night, I would get so scared of this thing coming up that I would go sleep by my parents' bedroom door, so that if this thing came up, I could go in their bedroom. This used to make my Dad so mad, but I never would tell them exactly why I was so scared, because I was too embarrassed to and I was afraid they wouldn't believe me. Thinking back, I wish I would have told them, because maybe they could have gotten me some help with it.

It has always been in the back of my mind that this "thing" is not real. But for some reason I am still deathly afraid of it.

I do remember having a dream on night when I was a kid in my single digit ages that I opened up the cabinet under our bathroom sink and found a small one of these that was just "laying" in there on top of some other stuff, and I went and got my parents to have them come look at it, and when I opened the cabinet again to show them, it was gone. Another night, when I was 20, I had a dream that I was alone in a house, standing at the top of a set of basement stairs that looked out of a back door. I was standing there, and a tornado appeared, and I was too scared to run down into the basement and take cover because I was afraid that this "thing" was going to come up out of the ground when I got down there, and I just stood there, unable to move. I tried screaming, and I was so scared I could not scream.

I remember many times as a kid waking up during a thunderstorm and being so scared that I would pull the covers over my head and not move a muscle, for fear this thing would come up, and I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep until the storm went away. One night, I woke up to a very lud clap of thunder, and the covers were all on the floor because I'd tossed and turned so much that night I'd kicked them all off the bed.....I was so scared I scrambled to get them and cover myself up very quickly.

Once I moved out of the house when I turned 18, I had roommates, one of which slept in the same room as me. Because there were people present, I never had any fear of this thing coming up. But when I moved back home a year later, then got my own place a short time later, I was again deathly afraid of this thing at night.

Once I had my own place, I was so afraid of this thing coming up during a storm, that whenever I'd wake up during a storm, I would leave the house and go out driving around until the storm went away, before coming back home and going back to bed. I could not even sleep in my bedroom during the summer months, because I was afraid of this thing coming out, and I would sleep on the couch in the living room. I lived in a duplex, and just knowing that someone else was in the other apartment on the other side of the wall was enough to calm my nerves.

I lived with my sisters for the next 8 years, so during that time I never had to worry about being afraid of this thing, but if they, say left for the night, I would again sleep upstairs on the couch.

Also, I moved from Kansas to Connecticut, and once I moved to Connecticut, where tornadoes are next to unheard of, storms very seldom even woke me up anymore.

The funny thing is, I like thunderstorms. But not when I am alone. Especially if there are tornadoes likely. What is strange though, is that even if just ONE person is around, I have that presence around me, and I would be the first idiot to go outside with a video camera and film a tornado as it was a hundred feet away. But if I'm in a house alone, forget it....I would freeze up and not be able to move, for fear of this "siren" coming out.

After I left my sister's place, I lived in an apartment complex for 5 years....again, I had all kinds of people around me so I was NEVER afraid of this thing. Now, I live in a duplex, and just having the presence of neighbors that close next door, I'm not afraid of this thing, even in a storm.

I was worried what was going to happen once my neighbor moved out, because I'd no longer have a presence of someone near me, but I did just fine, even when the place stayed empty for a few months after they moved out, even during storms. But I think I was fine because I live in an area where tornadoes are very uncommon. If there had been tornadoes in the area, I again would have been scared.

I am wondering if there is any kind of help I can get to get the fear of this thing out of my mind.

I want to move back to the Midwest some day, and I also some day want to buy my own house, and if I do that, I will once again be alone, and be afraid of this thing, even with my dog being around. If I do either one, or both of these things (buy my own house, or move back to the Midwest) I will again be deathly afraid of this thing at night.

Take a look at the picture I have attached to this post. This is a drawing of this "thing" I envision coming up out of the floor.

Strange huh?

I really don't know about your 'siren' thing, and what help you could get. Maybe you could see a psychologist or similar, to try and understand why you fear the thing, and perhaps eliminate the source of the issue. Also, I can understand you fear of something which does not exist. I have terrified myself on occasion (being home alone at night), and was once left stranded in the single lighted room of the dark house, singing happy songs as loud as possible to minimise the fear. I couldn't even move about within this room because I was so frightened. I don't really know what it was that I was scared of, something like an evil pig-like creature. Eventually my family came home, and I was fine then.

Sounds strangely familiar to that stranger things tv show, if u watched it u probably get warped memories of it in your sleep or something