The Great Lizard Escapade (1)

This is one of my deepest fears. Lizards

They caused me much fear and trauma over the years that I bring this fear into my dreams when I sleep. Therefore, before I share one of those dreams, let me share some memories to set the context of how much I hate these scaly, crawly, slithery reptiles.

Memory 1: Once, a lizard died while it was on the ceiling and so it lost its ability to stay on the wall. It fell right on top of my head and I screamed my lungs out from the shock before breaking down into tears. The feelings of disgust welled up inside me as I registered that there was a dead lizard lying on top of my head.

I didn't dare to use my hands to swipe it off and so, like a rock star in a heavy metal band, I shook my head as hard as I could to send the lizard flying! When I felt the weight lift, I ran as fast as I could to the toilet to take a clean thorough shower.