Had this fear since I was 5 years old. Was going up the stairs to my flat in England, when a German Shepard came from around the corner and was growling literally inches away from my face. Got chased down a hill by a labrador, making me drop my ice cream stick. Damn near got my fingers taken off when I was trailing my fingers along some bars in a fence, only to have two of the fiercest dogs I've ever seen trying to get at me. Was coming home one night from a soccer game when I came face to face with a German Shepard off it's leash with a couple of guys. Immediately turned around, and I could've sworn I heard one of the guys say "sic him". Hid around a corner for over five minutes before I had enough nerve to continue on. And that was all in England.
Doing a door to door sales job back in '98, I had a German Shepard squeeze out the door between the hinge and it's owner and run across the front lawn towards me, with really nothing but my bag in my way. For whatever reason it stopped several feet before it got to me. Not long after that I rang a doorbell, knowing someone was home since the door was open (the screen door was closed). Out of nowhere this full-sized brown pit bull takes a running leap at the screen door, and I'm convinced it was God's hand alone that kept that thing from opening up and having that pit bull use me for a chew toy. A few weeks later a rottweiler that was chained to a metal pole was doing it's damndest to get at me, with the pole half bending and shifting in weight. Needless to say, I've never bothered with another door to door sales gig again. :lol Sad thing is I was just about getting over my fear of dogs when the last two incidents occurred. I'll probably always fear dogs in some form.
Musophobia or Muriphobia- Fear of mice
This started a couple years ago...right when the first mice started showing up in our house. For a few months they just stuck to the basement, but one day a mouse entered my room while I was sitting on the floor playing some XBox, hiding under my table. Completely freaked me out, and I wasn't able to find it. A week later I'm in the computer room (where I am right now), and I hear a noise underneath the table beside the wall. I look down, and sure enough the same mouse is there. We got a glue trap and threw it under the table, and within minutes it got caught in there. I was then greeted with one of the most haunting sounds ever, as this thing was squeaking for it's life. It really shook me up. It ended up getting away, and to this day I'm not sure where it got to, though my guess is it went up the open laundry machine shaft that's in here. We got a cat a few months later, but she wound up bringing up more live mice then dead ones. There's been a couple of ocassions where I went into the kitchen in the morning, only to be greeted by one of the critters running across the work top or scurrying around the dishes rack. Simply hate and fear those things, particularly when I saw just how big these rodents can get (more on that later).
Necrophobia- Fear of death or dead things
This started in the summer of 2002. There was a two week period where I came across a string of dead animals on the sidewalk or the side of room. I think I came across three dead pigeons, two dead racoons and a mouse. One of the racoons I saw lying in front of an overcrowded garbage bin next to a bus stop (this was during Toronto's embarassing garbage strike) with it's mouth open and teeth showing. It simply disgusted me. Now if I even see a dead mouse at home, my blood grows cold.
The worst though was at work about a year ago. Cleaning up the floor as I usually do, I see this rolled up ball of plastic shrink warp lying on the floor in an area that I'd already cleaned. I get closer to up, and first completely froze, then instinctively backpeddled in shock for almost a minute. The damn thing wasn't plastic, but the fresh corpse of a three foot long rodent. I told the others about it and let them dump the thing...didn't have the stomach to go near it.
So that's it...there are other things I'm scared of, but I consider those things to be my real phobias now.
Francophobia- Fear of France or French culture. (Gallophobia, Galiophobia)
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