Lying in bed last night, I suddenly thought of how I used to be so afraid of being alone when I just a kid. I refused to sleep in my own room or even walk up the stairs to the second level in my own house. I would always wait for my mom to walk me up and accompany me. It was scary for me as a child. My imagination was already pretty wild then. I imagined that there was a monster in my house waiting to eat me up/kidnappers gonna take and sell me away. Before I went to bed, I used to look under my bed every night to check for them. Also, I would surround myself with lots of pillows with this theory that my pillows would protect me from the monsters. My mom would always tell me "Dont be scared. This is your home. Its the safest place on earth." I didnt agree then. Now thinking back, I realised how true that statement was. Home is always the safest place, and where the heart is.
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