We asked on Facebook: What scares you?
Basements! Don’t go down there, unless there is a tornado!
Bats … personal experience!
Trudy Deen Davis
Roaches. No other insects bother me, except those buggers. My husband has finally learned that when he hears me scream, he needs to grab a shoe and come running.
I have to agree that cockroaches are the worst. They may be smaller than me, but when I see one, I go berserk, trying to step on it or hit it with something. And, if they start to fly, well forget it!
Ethel Lou MacBeth
Flying roaches yuck! Yell every time.
Mary Ellen Arledge
When we were teenagers, we snuck into “Murder Mansion” at night to play hide-and-go seek. What we didn’t know was some college kids were in there drinking beer. It’s a pretty scary experience to run into a young adult that you didn’t expect to see after all of the crazy stories told about the place.
Editor’s note: “Murder Mansion” refers to a former 34,000-square-foot house on Galveston Bay in Seabrook, where one night in October 1984, one of the four young men staying at the house shot the owner to death with his own gun.
Snakes are my worst fear! Found one in our garage months ago and now I still look carefully every time I go in the garage.
Snakes! After Hurricane Carla, I remember hearing stories about people lifting the toilet lid and water moccasins were in there. I still think about that today when I am faced with a lid to lift.
Judy Buxton Elmendorf
Snake phobia at its worst! I can’t even look at them, real, fake, stuffed … and don’t think to try to scare me as you just might get hurt!
Jennie S. Latham
Denise Sowell Shead
We had just left Carlsbad Caverns heading west and all of a sudden, the highway got black. Millions of big, black spiders were migrating across the highway heading south for the winter. Horrible scary scene. I told my husband “Do not stop.”
Big spiders! Many, many years ago, I was working at the gated entrance into the Chaparral Club in Dickinson. I felt something behind me and there was a huge tarantula crawling out of the field! I hollered and ran to the lifeguard at the pool. The dang thing ran after me! He got a big pickle jar and scooped him up. Of course, the lifeguard and kids in the pool were fascinated. I just had the heebie-jeebies. He released the tarantula in some woods on the other side of the park!
My mom Catharine Conlon-Townsend when she addresses me and starts by using all three of my names, Thomas Geale (pronounced Gale) Rice, usually what follows is a signal for me to run — and fast!
Weird sea creatures.
Camille Thiel Downes
Spiders, roaches and sharks — and I use to swim with them at Sea-Arama. I was crazy!
Taking the hook out of a shark’s mouth when I catch one. It’s like a “Jaws” moment.
Attics and basements. Glad we don’t have basements in Galveston County.
Used to be scary movies, now it is reality.
Whatever is left in 2020’s bag of tricks.
Being unemployed with nowhere to go.
Leprechauns and nutcrackers.
Dee Ann Valori Castanie