A Confession

Hi. It's nice to see you...or rather, not see you or something. *shrugs* Whatever.

I've decided to confess something to the world today. Something not many people know and the people that do know, laugh and/or smile in a mocking fashion.

I. Am. A. Wimp. I'm scared of really stupid things. Please don't laugh.
I'm scared of the dark and the things hiding in the dark.
Every single night I check my closet for monsters and/or people (people includes: brothers, murderers, theives, etc.) before I go to bed.
You think I'm joking don't you? I'm not. If I get up in the middle of the night, when I come back I turn on the light and re-check the closet. Every. Time.
I'm honestly not sure why I do. Maybe it's become a habit because of emotional scarring caused by a certain older brother of mine hiding in my closet and scaring me all the time...*glares in direction of Lewis*
I give you permission to laugh now.

Now that I've spilled my secret I have a question. I know I'm not the only one who checks for monsters or people in various places (in closets, under beds, behind shower curtains).  What would we do if we actually found someone or something hiding? I, for one, have no idea what I would do.
When I imagine this situation I see myself inflicting great pain on said person or not person. In reality I'm sure I would either
A. Stand there screaming
B. Scream and run
C. Forgo the screaming and just run
D. Stand there frozen to the spot

I'm also afraid of ringing peoples doorbells. Seriously, I avoid it. I'd much rather knock.
Oh, and zebras. Zebras creep. Me. Out.

                                                     THE END
                                                     (It needed some color)

~You were lying in your bed
  You were feeling kind of sleepy
  But you couldn't close your eyes because the room was getting creepy~
*God is Bigger-Veggietales*