I didn’t have many childhood fears. I wasn’t afraid of bugs. I didn’t mind roller coasters. My fears were weirder. What if I bit into some candy and there was a razor blade? What if some sketchy dude tried to abduct me?
Thanks for nothing, 1980s.
My brother was afraid of this album cover. My mom would pull out the King Crimson record and he would absolutely lose his shit.
It still cracks me up . . . although it is a legit fear. This album cover is terrifying.
And I know so many other kids who were afraid of clowns, water, dogs and spiders.
Did you have any childhood fears? Anything that you had to work hard to overcome?