Okay guys.. I generally don't get scared, this will sound weird though.. But flying animals creep the heck out of me! I go outside because I have a large backyard, and then a bird suddenly swoops into the air, and almost collides right into my head if not for the Bird and I dodging at just the
right moment. Then, I go to a graveyard to pay respects.. This huge bird ends up flying toward me, I don't move much and I think "It knows I'm here, it's more afraid of me than I am of it, it won't hit me..." Everything everyone tells me to calm my fear of flying animals. But it doesn't stop and comes so unbearably close, that I have to move and then it flys away, not after..
I go into my study where I like to write on my laptop, print stuff, watch television, etc. But, one day I'm looking for something and I turn my head the other way to the various wall-shelves and a bird swoops out right past my head, and flies all around the house, and I, with the help of my family, have to try and get the poor Bird out...while I'm Scared Aristocrat for that day!
And it doesn't stop there! After a while, I think I'm good. No flying birds have invaded my house, none targeting me.. My fear is slowly fading. But I hear a strange scratching in the living room. Well, I casually look up some anime to watch, and a bat comes out behind the cabinet and swoops right for my head, and I run for it! I run into the next room, close the door, and then the task becomes.. Letting the Bat out of the House.
Well, we do. And after a while, I think the living room is safe.. So I start typing to a few friends on the laptop, saying that I feel safe now inside my house. A Bat then flies out once more and the whole situation repeats itself. We searched the house everywhere to find the bats this time around, but nothing. So, we go eventually go outside and try to see where they are coming from.. We look up into the chimney, and bats emerge flying out one by one. Each swooping down in my direction, as if they were using my head as target practice! I took cover of course under the porch (the door to the house was locked, and I without a key), and my Mother counted a total of 89 Bats emerging from the chimney.. (Not one swoops near her, but right for me after I move around the front yard so I won't get hit? Coincidence? I think not!)
Never have I now known the ominous, fearsome symbol that is Bats. The ominous man known as "Batman". And the horrible, horrible mistake of going into a cave full of Zubats. Don't do it! Too many Zubats will make you absolutely batty! Batty, I tell you!!!
If it helps you to understand my irrational fear: When I was little, I once saw the trailer for "The Birds" Horror Movie. I would never be the same..