When I was young I had some bad ones where I would shoot a deer or bear and then it would end up being a human. Back in those days killing someone could get you dead. Man that was scarey.
When I was a little kid and overdosed on asthma meds I could sit in bed at night and watch the parade of animals go by in front of me. There was a pink elephant walking on his back legs with a big drum he pounded on with a smile on his face and a dancing bear, etc.
The worst was once when i was two or three and we lived way out in the country and dad was gone on a job in the oilfield and in the middle of the night mom came to check on me and I saw a ghost bending over and standing beside and behind her looking at me as she bent over me. I asked her who that was standing behind her. Oh crap. Don't ever say that.
Last edited by eyeball; 02/06/14.
