Sunday, March 15, 2009

The Foot

I live in terror to this day of disembodied body parts.

One of my earliest nightmares was about a foot. It followed me all over the house everywhere I went. I was climbing over furniture and runing from room to room to find my parents but I couldn't get away from that awful foot. I can still hear my heart beating in my ears as it inexorably came closer and closer until I was finally cornered in my bed and I didn't have anywhere else to go. Never mind that it followed me at that same slow, steady pace (like the mummy in the old horror movies). It was just there stomping with each step as it came to get me.

I was only around 3 or so when I had that dream. Strange how it can bother me even today.

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