Fear of the Dark

Have you have ever seen a monstrous hand creep beneath your bed during the night? No? Neither did I. Luckily.

I know. I am 30 and I am supposed to be fearless. At least free from the childish worries. And the most childish of all is the fear of the dark.

Yes, 30 years old I am still afraid of the dark. Utterly. Nevertheless I’ve find my way to live with it. Lights on, always. My Golden Rule.

For me the dark is something tangible, something alive, shapeless. Constantly moving around me for no apparent reason at all. Why me? Am I so important? There are other things in a dark room. Bed. Chairs. The ghosts of my clothes everywhere. Go bother them!
But no, it wants me. So I turn on the light, all the night long.

Staying in the darkness for more than a minute is unbearable for me. I will tell you a short story.
I was 17 and me and some friends, rented a garage as our headquarters during the summer. The idea was to have a place where we could spend some time together. I remember that a friend of mine installed an old playstation: so, several sessions of tournament of Soul Calibur began. This garage was underground, literally, with no windows. It was at the end of a long ramp. It was possible to use artificial lights only.
Once, my nice nice nice friends (if you are like Sheldon Cooper, as I am, this is for you: SARCASM) planned to leave me in that garage alone in the dark. Just to see if it was true that I was totally scared.
So, one night, when we were about to leave the garage and we were almost outside, they asked me to come back to take something they forgot.
As soon as I was in again, I heard the noise of the metal door of the garage closing. I saw the whole room becoming dark. At first I yelled to them to open. But when I heard one of them saying “Bye Anna, we are about to go home now, goodnight!” my brain went in tilt and my body started to move. So I tried to smash open the metal door.
I don’t’ remember if I hurt myself, I only remember that my friends opened the door almost immediately. Their faces were more scared than mine.
“Anna you almost smashed the metal door! we saw it bending like it was up to explode! You are crazy!” they said.
Then I said: “You know nothing” (…Jon Snow) and I came back home, in an epic exit from the scene like “don’t mess up with Anna”.
They never knew how much that scared the living hell out of me.

So yes, I don’t like to be alone in the dark.

Having said that, you can get that the next episode of Bibi in Uk: an italian abroad comes from a true story. I mean, a real true story. What Bibi will tell you has really happened to me 😀 https://schiraldiart.com/Bibi%20in%20uk/

So share with me your fears and have a laugh together: Harry Potter and his Ridiculus spell rules!