When I was about 8 or 9, I watched a show on the discovery of "King Tut's" tomb and "Tut's curse". I think it was "In Search of.." with Leonard Nimoy. Anways, they talked about the curse of King tut and how some of the discoverers of the tomb died. It was then that I couldn't get the name out of my mind, "Tutenkhamun..." and I thought "Oh no! He's going to get me now!" and for the longest time I was afraid to look out my window at night in case his mummy was out there.
That and the dark. My parents were mad at me because I was afraid of going outside when it was dark. Yeh, and how sorry they would be if that big T-rex came from behind that big Trash-container waiting for some stupid kid to wander outside in the dark. sheeesh...
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