Those things really are creepy.xxDarlenexx said:ventriloquist dummies. Old fashioned, ruby lipped, monocle wearing, ventriloquist dummies.
I'm not afraid of dolls, I'm not afraid of clowns, but for some reason their bastard child freeks me out to no end. That thing is sitting on a shelf one minute, and then racing across the floor to attack you the next. And it will laugh, oh will it laugh!
It will take over your life until you become the dummy. Laugh all you want. You won't when HE'S drinking the glass of water while YOU sing.
EDIT: Now that i've shared my completely irrational fear with you, hopefully you feel better!
Everyone's got fears, just don't let them cripple you!
As for my claustrophobia is my big one, social phobia (more ochlophobia (scared of crowds) actually), scoptophobia (scared of being stared/looked at), chiraptophobia (scared of being touched, I really don't like physical contact).
So from those, you can prbably tell I don't do too well around people.