Are of afraid of the Dark?

Do you believe in ghosts? Well, I don’t. Though, I don’t completely dismiss the idea that there might be something out there lurking in the dark.

There was a time (I was around 5-6) when I was so terrified of ghosts. It got to such an extent that as soon as the sun went down, I started crying. Why? Because at that time, my imagination was running very wild. I would imagine something popping out of absolutely everywhere!!! I had such a hard time falling asleep or even close my eyes at night in fear of some nasty creeping out from under my bed or the walls. My parents would be by my side until I fell asleep. Even when I was with my friends, I would constantly be looking in all directions to make sure that nothing was seeping out through anything to scare me.

Every child's nightmare.

How could I know any better? I was a kid. Nothing was helping me. No amount of consoling or faith in God was of any good. Neither my parents nor I knew at that time that there was something called a child therapist. When everything failed, I knew I would have to help myself.

Every dying person’s last wish is granted. (I think I saw this in some action movie.) You might have guessed it by now and think it might be lame but it worked for me. Every night, I would think of a wish that I wanted to come true, and if some ghastly creatures came to take my soul, I would ask them to grant my dying wish. And before long, I would drift off in a deep slumber.

Sweet Dreams.

Even today, when I have trouble sleeping, I use this distraction. I hope this tip will help others who are in a similar situation.

Thank you J.K.Rowling for these wonderful words.

Have a wonderful day!!!