Paranoid

I don't like mirrors. Mirrors, in all honesty, make me nervous. Like something is going to suddenly appear behind me if I look away for even a second and look back. When I was in elementary school, I was always afraid that something might actually come out of the mirror and try to kill me like the story of Bloody Mary. A fellow classmate told me that tale in 1st grade and I didn't sleep properly for months. Any time I went to bed, I had to wrap the blanket completely around my head and tuck it in tightly around my body because, for whatever reason, it made me feel safer. Like the ghosts would appear and be like, "Aww, crap. He's wrapped up in a blanket..." I was scared to even go into the bathroom alone, so I would bring my dachshund in with me. I already had a severe fear of the dark, and this just added to it. Thanks for nothing, Chancey (Yes, I had a classmate named Chancey, and he was a GUY...) .
To this day, almost any time I go into the bathroom, I look behind the shower curtain for a serial killer or something of the like. I still have no idea what I'd do if I ever found one. Maybe scream and do my best to open the door I'd just locked behind myself as fast as I can before he/she/it pounces on me and slits my throat? I don't know. That's the best plan I've got. There's really nothing lethal within reach of the shower in my bathroom besides the toiled plunger, which besides being extremely germy and disgusting, isn't really a weapon.
Then there's the problem that I tend to leave the shower curtain pulled away from the wall a little bit so that you can see into the shower through a sliver of open space, and my mirror is perfectly placed so that the open space is right in my peripheral vision if I'm looking at myself in the mirror. I always have to keep flicking my eyes over to the crack to make sure some creepy dude with a big, crooked toothed grin like Fred from the Freaky Fred episode of Courage the Cowardly Dog isn't staring maliciously through it at me.
I guess I'm just a super paranoid person when it comes down to it. Do you have a similar situation? Leave a comment and let me know.
Dominus Vobiscum, Ginger Monk

P.S.-This is Fred. May he haunt your dreams forever.

Photo Credited to, http://courage.wikia.com/wiki/Fred