Week 2 FEAR

When i was a young lad i had a horrible fear of our basement. the only way that i would go down there is if somebody was with me. Now let me remind you that our basement is one of those old ones that is not redone. i basically looks like the one in the Home Alone movie. (that was the scariest part of the whole movie.)

I recall this one day, i was downstairs with my older brother. the whole day he had been giving me a hard time. So as we were down stairs he decided to shut all the lights and go upstairs and hold the door shut. In simple words I FREAKED OUT. I ran up the stairs pounded on the door and screamed like a little girl. Let me remind you that i was like five or six years old, and i am sure that all of you did the same thing once so get off my back. So then what seamed like years later my brother finally opened the door laughing his head off. I was crying everywhere and all my brother did was laugh. so i then proceeded to do what all little brother do when they are getting picked on, I told n him. So he got in trouble and i felt much better.
In the end one day i just got over the fear of our basement. today i have no problem going down there. Which is a good thing because what girl would want to date a guy who was afraid of his own basement. Right Ladies