My most terrible fear is the fear of the dark. I've never loved her. When I was little I often thought that in this darkness monsters are hiding, and ostolnye monsters. As that time my mother went to work, on business. I was left alone. It was night and late, you need to go to bed. I turned off the light and quickly ran into bed. Turning to the wall, I tried to fall asleep. Suddenly, I heard rustles, footsteps and I felt terrible! I was not able to get up and explore everything, my body was petrified with fear. I lay there for a few minutes and seemed to have no more noise. But then water poured into the friend from the tap, and after that I heard footsteps going to my room. I heard the creaking of the door, and the steps moved closer and closer. It stopped and whispered: "Are you asleep?" it was Mom!
