Comments on: Childhood scares

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Tue, 07 Oct 2008 05:05:00 +0000

I so agree with you on #4. Only I have some irritation as Violet’s dad only cares about himself, yet she’s being punished. I totally don’t blame her for hating him.

I was 11 and freaked out by that “Cliff’s Nightmare” episode of “The Cosby Show”…which is weird, as I was never really afraid of the muppets to begin with…it took me a while to get over some of it, but I can’t watch the episode.

By: Deb

Deb — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 23:42:00 +0000

the horse head monkey robot thing from Space Nuts

By: Keith

Keith — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 13:57:00 +0000

I can totally understand where you’re coming from. Many of those same things gave me scares. I remember my bro and I both had dummies that we got one year for Christmas. We were never good at not moving our lips. It was just something to fool around with. During the day, things were fine. We never got creeped out. We had to make sure we put the dummies up at night. If either of us work up to see one sitting in a chair or whatever, we always got creeped out. It looked like it was staring at you.

By: Todd Franklin

Todd Franklin — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 06:19:00 +0000

The Kolchak episode with the Headless motorcycle guy scared me. After fighting to stay awake to watch the episode, I wasn’t able to fall asleep when it was time to go to bed. I didn’t help matters that someone was riding their motorcycle up and down our street. I would be in bed with the covers over my head just picturing that headless motorcycler! Yikes!

By: Tom Beiter

Tom Beiter — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 03:03:00 +0000

The opening music of Night Gallery terrified me. It came on at like 10:00 pm and my dad would watch it in our living room. I could hear it from my bed and would scream for him to turn it down.

There were several movies I didn't actually see at the time, but the trailers (and the kids at school talking about them) was enough for me:
The Excorsist scared the Hell out of me (no pun intended). I wore a rosary I made out of popsicle sticks in religion class for weeks.

It's Alive. They put that frickin' picture of the monster/baby with it's arm hanging out of the bassinet on the back of comic books! What kind of pychos were they?!

The Amityville Horror. Anytime I saw flies gathering, I was convinced the gates of Hell were opening.

And finally, a peculiar, but nevertheless terrifying memory from my childhood. My grandparents owned a farm. At the farm, there was a large print of Gainsborough's "Blue Boy" hanging on the wall. The eyes in that picture would follow you from any point in the room. I hated that picture. I would make my parents take it down and turn it backward when we visited.

By: Spinninmarty

Spinninmarty — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 00:26:00 +0000

PLaidstallions and Kindertrauma are two of the sites that I visit everyday. I’m glad you two found each other. A while back, I wrote a traumafession about being freaked out by a commercial they used to show in the Pacific Northwest. It involved an evil rock band of animals. I was unable to find this ad for the longest time, but a reader on KT tracked it down, thus opening old wounds.

http://www.kindertrauma.com/?p=1908#comments

By: Andy

Andy — Wed, 01 Oct 2008 23:33:00 +0000

Yeeesh! I thought I was the only kid terrified by the woman getting robot parts…welded…to her face in Supes 3. Glad I wasn’t the only one with a twisted childhood.

BTW, I remember Paul’s mom. Not half bad except for those eyebrows.

By: TiKiMOOSE

TiKiMOOSE — Wed, 01 Oct 2008 22:21:00 +0000

I remember a movie as a kid I saw on TV, where the monster was made of mud and he was outside a cabin in the woods…the people inside opened the door and the monster was there and they slammed the door on its arm. The hand fell to the ground and started crawling across the floor with a mud trail behind it…Talk about the HEEBIE JEEBIES….also a movie preview really freaked me out, with a white cat, an old lady’s hand with a ring, and a girl being trapped under glass in a swimming pool. and large slivers of glass falling from a building cutting people in half…I had to close my eyes when ever that came on.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 01 Oct 2008 16:00:00 +0000

Growing up in the 70s, I was scared of Bigfoot because I lived in the Ozarks and saw “Legend of Boggy Creek.” I was also terrified of a werewolf. My childhood reasoning was I could outrun the mummy, outthink Frankenstein’s monster, reason with Dracula (yeah, right) but a werewolf was a raging, hungry animal. Also scary, episodes of Rod Serling’s “Night Gallery”, all of those B Movies like “The Late Great Planet Earth” and “Nostradamus” and the basement of our house. Nothing could instill terror into me more than being told to go downstairs to the basement at night to get something. I just knew a monster was going to jump out and chase me. Ahhh…childhood…

By: El Vox

El Vox — Wed, 01 Oct 2008 15:48:00 +0000

Cool blog!! Well, I’m not a child of the 70’s. But remember my childhood fears: hearing King Kong on the TV and the drums sounding when they got to Skull island, and the dinosaur’s roaring. All the old Twilight Zones, the 50’s Invaders from Mars film, and such, ah, fond memories. 🙂