Sunday, 30 October 2011

All Hallow's Eve

I went to a Halloween event for the first time last friday.


Well I guess I just threw that out of the window. Don't worry, I don't think I'm ever going for another event like that ever again.

Anyway, I didn't think it was all that scary. I admit, I was clutching onto Kelly the whole time, but that was just like natural instinct after I found out that the story was centered around dolls. Yeah, dolls. The one thing that I am so deathly afraid of.

Blythe II by Wasting-time88
I'm not too sure why I'm so scared of dolls. I'm fine with Barbies, but I can't stand Blythe and dolls like that. It just creeps me out. Their perfect hair, perfect complexion, expressionless face and soulless eyes creates the perfect soul-sucking inanimate object. I think that's why I'm so scared of them.

Dolls are these things that are given to little kids, or adults too, that are supposed to being joy and mimic humans, but they don't. They are lifeless beings, forced into a life and a character that their owner wants them to live in. The thought of it is terrifying.

Clowns: by VivaLaLintu 
Another thing I'm scared of are clowns. I can stand looking at them, but I can't be around them. I remember having a big birthday party when I was seven years old and they had to get my two cousins to be my emcees instead of a clown, because I was so scared of them.

I think that being a clown is one of the most depressing jobs in the world. You put a happy face on  and you have to tolerate and entertain people and bratty, annoying little kids for a living. And you have to do this despite however you may be feeling inside. That sucks big time.  


I can't even imagine how it would be like to be a clown. I think that I would just kill myself. They are these people who go around entertaining people, but I think we all somehow know that behind the bright colours and magic, clowns are depressed inside.




I think I'm pretty okay with my fears. I don't think that they are rational fears, but I don't think that they're irrational either. I think some things just get to us and mean more to us than to other people, whether it's in a good way or bad. I find the inner state of dolls and clowns terrifying, but other people probably wouldn't have thought of it before. 

Oh well. Don't get too creeped out this Halloween season. Meow.




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