When I was younger, I used to be terrified of Santa Clause and the tooth fairy and the easter bunny and all those crazy characters that people made up to get kids to enjoy these occasions. I used to hide under my blanket and shiver myself to sleep. I didn't want to catch a glimpse of either of these things or else I'd probably have a heart attack. I was sorta a chicken when I was little. When I told Chad this he made fun of me for hours.
Now let me just defend myself about the Easter bunny. I believe there was a year when I was younger that my parents told me that the Easter bunny has a special way of hiding the eggs. They said he would put them in the middle of the table, pull out a gun and shoot at the egg carton and they would scatter all over in different hiding spots. A gun!! I'm pretty sure they said BB gun..but its all the same. How am I supposed to be happy about a bunny with a gun? Anyways I'm sure to the normal kids who weren't afraid of loud noises or heights it would have been a cool story.
Now Santa is a jolly fellow, but the whole "he sees you when your sleeping, he knows when your awake" thing is just kind of creepy. And I was always afraid he was going to crash land into my house. Someone who eats that many cookies is bound to have a heart attack at the wheel. Or sleigh.
I'm surprised I never caught my mom putting a dollar under my pillow in place of my tooth, because I used to be too scared at night to go to sleep sometimes, waiting for the tooth fairy to appear in my room. Lets recap. Bunny with a gun, puffy red man who see's everything, little fairy who collects old teeth. All of this sounds too much like a twisted adult cartoon, and that's just not my cup of tea.
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