Back then, when I was small, I always feared with the dark places. I hated sleeping in the dark room, refused to go to the toilet alone in the middle of the night [and ended up wet my bed] and I would be the first person to freak out if the power went down[read: blackout]. I wouldn't dare to go the farthest section in the house, which is the kitchen even if I had a candle with me.
It's not that I have Achluophobia [googled], but just a common children fear, feared of "something" might be inside the darkness, waiting to eat me alive. [ok I'm a lil bit exaggerating here hehe]
As far as I could remember, it was because of THAT incident that had leveled up my fear of darkness, or fear of there-might-be-ghost-inside-dark-places rather. It happened during weekend and as usual, our family would stay late in the living hall to catch our favorite movie slot together. I was in primary school, maybe in Primary 2 or 3, or 4..haha seriously forgot how old I was when it happened. I thinks we were watching P Ramlee's movie or Malay drama, and at 10 pm, the show would be put on hold to give away for Berita Jam 10. [issh..geram, the movie was about to finish in just 30/15 mins more, can't they just hold the news for that short period of time?] My parents were so strict on bedtime hour and my siblings and I were always had to be in bed after Isya'. Since my eyes were trained to sleep early, I fell asleep in front of the TV.
So my dad had to carry me to bed after the movie ended. I was half asleep [tido2 ayam] when he tugged me in bed, kissed me goodnight and off he went to bed. But before he went out of my room, he switched off the light and closed the door. I was shock, gabra, mengelabah and totally awake dah. I tried to get out of my bed, but I just scared 'something" under the bed might catch up my feet. Tried to return to my sleep, but failed.
After about 30 mins or so [agak2], I called for my mom, but the door was closed and it was raining heavily that night. I couldn't move an inch pun, since I feel 'berat' and the feeling of something-is-watching-you was there. I was so scared and tried to call my mom again. "Mak..Mak.." but nobody heard me. I called again, "Mak..Mak..nak selimut, sejuk nih", reason nak selimut, padahal takut..
Next thing I know, the most rememberable and scariest thing happened. "Nah selimut..", a grumpy voice under the study table said. [the study table was about 1 meter away from the bed].It was loud and clear. I was erk..who was that? "Nah selimut".. he said it again..then he emerged himself and... and.. he was a big, white frog!! A giant frog!! I swear I saw a frog coming up to me, asking me to take the selimut. He slowly moved towards me and I was so scared and I hid my face under my pillow. I keep praying for the thing no to do any harms to me. I was so scared. Only God knows how scared I'm that night. I keep my face under the pillow and next thing I know, it was morning.. alhamdulilah.. I was still in my previous position, with pillow on my head, covering my face.
I guess I might blackout or something.. but that's one h*ll of experience. And that led to my fear of the dark syndrome. That's was the closest encounter with 'that-thing'. Whatever it was.
I told my parents about it, my mom believed me but not my dad. He said I tido tak basuh kaki.. cis.. hehe But since that night, whenever I caught myself sleeping in the dark room, I would pull myself up and run to my parent's room. I would slowly sneaked into their room and slept on the floor, beside their bed. The following morning, my parents would scold me for that..yelah, terpijak perut kank..haha
And I always make sure I have a blanket with me all the time at night. In case that thing comes back. Hehe
I kept my fear of the dark with me until it was slowly subsided when I was in Form 5. I've done nothing. Maybe through years, I've learned that nothing is greater than Allah, and He's the one who created those creature and us at the first place. Why get scared with those creatures, when you have Allah to be feared the most?
Happy Friday, peeps!!