Last week I finished reading Twilight. Ryan was out of town and I had just finished reading a teenybopper book about vampires. It was suspenseful in parts, but only I would have nightmares from reading it. I would lie in bed terrified and thinking about every scary vampirish thing I'd ever read or seen.
The other day my students were telling me what they liked about the Twilight books and answering questions about what happens in the later books since I really, really am not going to read any more of them. They really couldn't get over the fact that things like that scare me. Or that the word "cringe" appeared no less than 50 times in the book. Or that I would be bothered by that. But that's another post.
I'm also afraid of Nazis. Not neo-Nazis, although they scare me, but not in a nightmarish kind of way. I am afraid of 1930s-40s Nazis. The kind who don't exist unless you have a time machine. I have nightmares about them. I lie awake at night, petrified of them. I watch a show about Nazi art thefts before and during World War II and I think of all of the scary Nazi-villain movies. I remember watching The Sound of Music and how my mom said I would have been disobedient and betrayed the whole family by making noise. I am terrified.
What is wrong with me? What am I? 6 years old? In need of (more) medication?
What are you afraid of? What do you think of when something goes bump in the night?
And Ryan? Ever helpful, he told me that he's really a Nazi Vampire. Thanks, buddy. Thanks.