The Disney attraction "It's Tough to be a Bug", mentioned below. The show scares a ''lot'' of children. For one thing it's loud, and for another you don't really need to be told to be afraid of a giant termite who spits poison at you. At least one guidebook includes the one-line review, "Finally this generation gets its 'Snow White's Scary Adventures.'"

This troper always has to sit forward in my seat when the giant wasps start flying overhead. "I have absolutely no desire to get stung ''in the back'', even if the "stinger" is only a blunt peg."

This troper spent most of the show huddled in the fetal position due to her mind-crippling fear of spiders.

This troper (same one who went into Alien Encounter at six, see above) was ''forced'' to go into this show by her father, amidst screams of "No dad, no!" and pleas of being terrified of insects. Needless to say, I haven't spoken to him much since then.

This troper was nine or ten years old, and spent the entire show with her face buried into her father's side, sobbing in terror. Then afterwards she was told by her family that they "hadn't realized you were scared at all, honey, if only we'd known we would have taken you outside." Lies.

''This'' troper, at age nine or ten, spent the whole show on the ground, hugging her mother's leg. She was too traumatized after "Honey, I Shrunk the Audience" to trust another 4-D attraction.

This troper fully understood that the bugs weren't real. He knew the effects would be intense. He didn't find the music too loud. To this day, he has absolutely NO idea why it ''scared the shit out of him.''

This troper ''cannot open her eyes'' when going on the Disney ride ''Dinosaur''.

You too?

You are not alone. I still have the picture of myself cowering with my hands over my head.

I went on it as a young child- I came out crying hysterically and never rode ''that'' ride again.

I was covering my head through the entire ride. you can see me in the picture ducking my head in my mother's lap!

I've got a picture from this ride where my entire family is screaming in horror. Our ages range from early 20s to late 60s. That ride is VERY. DAMN. SCARY.

This troper got to go to the ride before it was open (friends with someone who works there) and honestly thought she was going to die. The ride stalled in the middle, with a giant Carnotaurus looming over - then shuddered back to life after fifteen minutes, only to go too fast. Ugh. ''shudder''

This troper left ''bruises'' on her mother's arm from how tight she was clinging.

There's a Jurassic Park ride in Universal that this troper went on at about age six, similarly with a Tyrannosaurus Rex at the end. I took one look at it and pushed my head under the safety bar and cried. My cousins were not surprised when I told them I did not want to go on again.

This troper was brought on this ride against her will. She wasn't screaming. The picture showed her completely rigid, frozen in terror.

This troper has no problem whatsoever with most of the ride, and actually loves it.....up until the very end. The sight of the Carnotaurus lunging at you (head height for this tall troper) accompanied by strobes and roars.

This troper was really more concerned with the loudness which he horribly loathed. Once I had gotten used to it, the carnotaurus was not frightening at all. He even got a picture with him staring at it in philosophical contemplation.

You should see the original commercial. Or not, if you value your sanity.

YouSuck. Dude, cardiac arrest at my age is not a good thing!!!!!

This troper had a psychology class where someone did a presentation on PrimalFear, and they did play this for the class. This troper's wonderful, blessed "Eyes CLOSE!" impulse kicked in as soon as something started to swing into the screen, but the teacher was not so lucky. Classmates had to spend something like fifteen minutes trying to soothe her. ...Of course, said teacher also clutched at her chest and moaned in horror during another project when a different classmate showed us how violent GrandTheftAuto could get, and once came in crying because her fiance broke things off, so maybe she was unusually sensitive.

She cried when her fiance dumped her? What a baby.

THAT GOD DAMN ALIEN RIDE. SDKLGJDFKGHJSLGKJSFGNLDKJ This troper went on it at age...11 or so. I was literally so terrified that I couldn't walk after (shaking too bad) and my mother had to carry me (she being small and me being not-small-for-11, this was no small thing). I also remember wanting to scream at everyone that they were gonna get us all killed (there was a point where some character of the ride goes 'DON'T SCREAM!' the overwhelming majority reaction being, of course, to scream). I went back when I was sixteen or something, very shortly before it got renovated into Stitch (my story would put that in 2005, if anyone finds it relevant enough to look up), because I wanted to conquer my fear. I recall still severely not liking it, but I got through it by repeating "it's just a ride!" to myself and doing things like tapping my feet or playing a clapping game on my knees. Suffice to say I fully believe whoever it was that said those straps are really just there to keep little kids from running away. Which is sadistic on its own. The new ride with Stitch, for what it's worth, isn't quite so bad. Stupid Disney.

We can't forget "Mr. Toad's Wild Ride", as much as some of us might like to.

This Troper went on that ride at a young age and was allowed to 'take the wheel' (which wasn't connected to anything) as consolation for being too young to ride the go-carts. Unfortunately I thought that I was actually in charge of making sure that the cart didn't crash and kill my whole family and myself. It was scarring.

As an excellent example of horror being absolutely subjective: This Troper rode on Disney World's "Twilight Zone Tower of Terror" ''once'' and that was more than enough. Her six-year-old cousin absolutely '''loved''' the same ride. As it turns out, he was only thinking of how cool the drops were. He was too young to understand the parts that were truly frightening in the eyes of his older cousin: a journey through a seemingly endless void, a creepy storyline, pitch darkness, unnerving music (including the famous "you can't get to sleep easily with this in your head" TwilightZone theme of course as well as a very cool IronicNurseryTune), and unsettling sound effects. Furthermore, this same kid was pretty much scarred for life by the aforementioned "It's Tough to be a Bug". Go figure.

Not to mention that part where you see the ghosts of the hotel's previous victims flying straight at you ''while you're strapped down in an open elevator''. That was by far the only thing this troper absolutely ''hated'' about the ride.

To add to that subjectivity, while I was interested by what I'd heard about the atmosphere and setup of the ride, I've been kept away by the one Primal Fear that you weren't thinking of and that your cousin enjoyed: I absolutely won't go on anything with a huge drop.

Man, I hate "The Twilight Zone", I really, really, don't want to fall to my death, and is usually able to laugh off atmosphere. The first time I got in line for that ride, I was too freaked out to get on, so I had to skip out. To this day, I can only do the ride once per visit.

This troper screamed her head off the first time she went on "It's a Small World". Her parents had to take her on a roller coaster to calm her down.

You know those online gags where you're asked to find something in a large room, pose for a photo, or complete a game of Spot the Difference? This troper was linked to one once by a dear friend where after about two minutes of staring at a nice, idyllic valley in the south of China, a huge shrieking pair of jaws that she thinks were a baboon's appeared in front of her. She'd done these before without so much as yelping, but for some reason, that baboon terrified her into screaming so loudly and repeatedly that her neighbours came round to find out what was wrong. It's the only thing I've ever really gotten annoyed at that dear friend for.

Screamer gifs they're called. This troper despises them for the absolute nightmare-inducing fear they give his imagination, the last time he saw one, he did not speak to his friend for two weeks.

This troper cannot go near an oven without flinching and gets very uncomfortable holding anything that's too hot, as in not enough to burn you, but just a bit beyond the level of heat you can hold. Also, enclosed spaces, owing to bullies locking him in a shed in a park when he was six.....where he was trapped for an hour. Cue a repetition of this happening for two minutes in high school and a very uncomfortable gym class for everyone else to hear howling screams from the equipment locker.

Also, the same troper can never watch the FinalDestination movies ever again. After seeing the entire thrillogy in one night with his parents, he turned extremely paranoid, susceptibly more than anyone else normally would. Especially after the airbag scene, of which he has developed a fear of since.

Is this troper the only one who is freaked out by the DUN! DUN! music that plays whenever something bad happens in OregonTrail II?

No. No, you're ''not.'' I'm a little freaked out just remembering it, in fact.

Ugh, not that noise. It's a wonderful accomplishment to a certain extent - a noise that is both terrifying and annoying at the exact same time. It's so nice to come here and see that I'm not the only one who was bothered by this. My siblings and friends didn't get why I had a problem with it.

This troper was always freaked out by the entirety of the song ''Toyland''. To wit: ''Toyland, Toyland/little girl and boy land/when you dwell within it/you are ever happy there!, Childhood Toyland/mystical merry Toyland/once you pass its borders/you can never return again!'' It's quite a cause for anxiety to be confronted with the inevitability of aging and the fleeting happiness of youth, especially as a toddler. (To be fair, the Zuko, EarthwormJim, M. Bison, Snoopy, and Foam Disc Shooter currently gazing over him from a nearby shelf, gives the comforting thought that he's not quite past the borders just yet.)

The show has some inherent PrimalFear if you start paying attention to it. Even in the modern remakes, the Toymaker is taking unhappy children and turning them into inanimate objects. In the original, he was turning them into toy soldiers ''to sell to armies for use in their battles''. The never returning after passing through the borders used to work both ways.

As a child, this editor was always scared by the ending of ''NightCourt''. Not the credits themselves, but the Warner Bros. logo appearing with a bright flash, followed by an evil laugh that even Vincent Price couldn't top.

As a child, this editor was similarly scared by the ending of ''Thirtysomething''. Not the credits themselves, but by the vanity plates. They were both fine on their own, but to this editor, The Bedford Falls Company + MGM = LastNoteNightmare.

For this troper, it isn't so much as being eaten alive, but being ''cooked'' alive that's absolutely terrifying. She vividly remembers hearing a version of ''Hansel and Gretel'' on tape; when it got to the part where Gretel pushes the witch into her own oven, you could hear the witch's ''blood-curdling screams begging to let her out'' in the background. To this day, this troper ''still'' has periodic nightmares where she finds herself in a pot of water or an oven that's just beginning to heat up...(shudder)

This troper was perfectly calm throughout Space Mountain, the Rock and Rollercoaster, and yes, even Snow White’s Scary Adventure. It was the freaky pictures that appeared from seemingly normal, happy imagery in the pretend-elevator in the Haunted Mansion that got her.

That and the ghost that appears behind your seat when you pass the mirrors... ye gods, that ghost.

And the bride in the corridor! Eek!

I was actually so surprised by the ghost in the mirror that I tried to punch it in the face. I ended up punching my dad instead.

This troper is severely claustrophobic, to the point where she doesn't have to actually ''be'' in an enclosed space -- she just has to have the ''idea'' in her head. She damn near had a heart attack while reading an article in ''Reader's Digest'' some years ago about a pair of boys who got trapped in a narrow, dead-end passage while exploring a cave. The second boy to crawl into the passage was just a touch too large, couldn't unwedge himself, and couldn't move backwards. He was stuck, and the first boy who entered the passage was thereby stuck too. Sure, several hours later they were rescued, but the troper envisioned herself in the situation and came genuinely close to fainting.

This troper went to a crappy carnival last year. You know, the kind of carnival you'd expect to have carnies. On a strange whim I decided to ride the bumper cars. Recipe for disaster?: Take a ridiculously small bumper car, add non-adjustable safety straps with no room to move one's arms or even reach the steering wheel, and one claustrophobic troper. Agitate well enough to cause potential whiplash injury. Congratulations, you have just created a HeroicBSOD.

Same troper, different situation, but variation on a theme. A local big-chain theme park I go to has meetable characters. That is, mascots. Whenever I see an eight-foot-tall fuzzy likeness of a Hanna-Barbera or Nickelodeon character, I will bolt in the opposite direction, even today. I'm 21.

This troper had a long-standing issue with death and dying when he was younger. One day, I was passing by a car scrap-yard and this abandoned car had a small poem written on its side that was along the lines of "They are alive no more, worthless and forgotten...". Being a fan of cars and having had a tendency to form bonds with inanimate objects, that poem opened a whole can of worms regarding the implications of life, death and dying.

For this troper its racism especially when the scene is peppered with the racist talking about how they're doing 'god's work' or some tripe greed and revenge this troper gets racism he doesn't and their insistence that they're doing right is what really shakes him up.

This troper can't function if she tries to watch a disaster movie. The trailer alone for ''2012'' well-near caused HeroicBSOD. ''All those people''..

Exactly. The trailer freaked this troper out too. Of course, the Harry Potter movie this troper was seeing was scary too, but that trailer... This troper imagined her death. *''shudder''*

You were at Harry Potter when you saw it too? Ugh. This troper nearly broke down in tears after he saw that nightmare preview. So...many...deaths. He wants send the director and creator to a mental facility.

An easy way to avert that (Admittedly with more NightmareFuel) is to actually read up on the stuff. This troper was too busy laughing at how bad the preview was to be freaked out.

Friends weren't freaked by THAT particular trailer, it was the one where they auctioned off ''a chance to live when the earth is destroyed'' like it was a freaking raffle. A friend of mine cried till I showed her it was a promo for the movie.

I've seen commercials for stuff like this ''in RealLife''. "There's gonna be a solar flare in 2012, so get on the lottery to be allowed into our shelter!", pretty much. Whoever had that idea must've been a CompleteMonster.

Okay. Get ready, tropers, this is a weird one. This troper, at the age of four, had a dream in which I (first person, sorry), my mother, my grandmother, and several other people were in a brick elevator at the mall. There was a sink in the elevator, and we could see the pipes. The elevator trip was abnormally long, and the adults started to get worried. I asked my mother where we were, and my mother, in a panicked voice I'd never heard her use in real life, pointed to the sink pipe and said, "We're in there." She didn't mean that we were in some other pipe- she meant we were in that very pipe, even though it was in there with us, and we could see it. I woke up sweating and shaking. I was four years old, and the concept of being inside something that I could see absolutely petrified me. It has since become my Primal Fear. Weird, but there you go. Sorry for the Wall of Text, guys!

So, RecursiveReality is your "WhyDidItHaveToBeSnakes" then?

That goddamn drowning music from Sonic the Hedgehog. This troper, now in her 20's, still cannot stand to hear or even think about it without a mini-freakout. Thanks, Sega.

This troper's dad scared the... daylights out of me by sneaking down to the basement and bursting through the floor vent with a sock puppet while I was cleaning under my bed.

There's this old BBC Videos ident that used to scare heck out of this Troper when she was a child. At the beginning and end of videos, it'd show a 3D blue and gold globe floating to ominous music, and then flatten out, finally ending in a drone note. *Shivers* Nowadays, this Troper also has a fear of small confined spaces, and a phobia of pitch-black-darkness -- it can be bearable IF there is light coming in from outside, such as streetlamps, but if not... this Troper will freak out.

Half-life 2's Radio 1 is creepy as hell...

...Oh my god. A week ago, I was listening to the radio, and I turned it to my favorite station, with pretty classical music. Instead of cellos or pianos, I was greeted by a static-y sound that sounded [i]remarkably[/i] like that, though more garbled sounding, and I swore I heard voices. It freaked me out, so I twisted the knob to a different station which was actually playing music, and went back to the classical music one/the one making odd noises, and it was playing a pretty violin song like nothing unusual happened. THANKS FOR REMINDING ME OF THAT PIECE OF NIGHTMARE FUEL.

This troper experienced this when he was really little; no older than 3 at the time, when with my mom on a field trip for the homeschool group my sister was part of. Even though I wasn't part of the group yet, I did enjoy some of the field trips we went on; the zoo was always a personal favorite. However, we didn't go to the zoo or anything fun like that this time; we went to a planetarium for a special presentation. However, I was too little to know what was going on; all I knew was that I was in a dark place, only lit by some blue and yellow lights that where dimly lit, and it was really loud in there. We left early, thankfully; I couldn't take much more of that.

This Troper can now say he is afraid of thrill rides. Or potentially anything with a major drop on it. My first Roller Coaster was Apollo's Chariot at Busch Gardens (Richmond Virgina). The Escape from Pompeii even freaks me out, and that is relatively tame compared to Apollo's Chariot...

For this troper, it's needles. Just the thought of something long and sharp ''inside'' your body... *shudder* It really doesn't help that her high school immunizations are coming up, either, or the fact that her mother is being way too casual about it. It doesn't help at all.

This troper hates enclosed spaces - even Christmas shopping at peak times freak her out because the crowd is so dense. When watching the Gravedigger episode of Bones where Bones and Hodgins get buried alive in a car freaked her out so badly she had to go stand outside, taking deep breaths and looking at the sky, for several minutes.

This Trooper talked about Slender Man and Marble Hornets to a few of her friends, and we decided part of the reason we were freaked out so much by it was it was playing on primal fears. You did basically nothing to start this. He's watching you sleep. He's screwing with your head, and you aren't even aware of it. And of course, the sound distortions.

I don't really have this. I can be startled( even that's hard) , but I'm not really scared of much. I fear death, not of myself, but of those close to me. That's about it.

When it comes to insects, I'm normally okay with them. Spiders? Sure thing. *sticks in glass and releases out of front door*. But whilst playing MuramasaTheDemonBlade, I suddenly realised I WAS scared of one particular type of insect: Centipedes. And woodlice. All those legs and segments...*shudders*. Also, I used to have a bit of a fear of dogs. Even if it was a nice dog, I'd still be nervous petting it. I got better after meeting Jasper, the dog belonging to my sister's boyfriend. He's like me in dog form, and he's awesome. :D

Centipedes aren't insects.

This troper seems to have a very strange PrimalFear relating to ''having certain of those kind of desires personally fulfilled''. First such thing he desired and deathly feared (for being a potential case of EvilFeelsGood) was the idea of being with a ChristmasCake - something he had with his first lay - it helped that she was a bit of TheVamp then and was OlderThanTheyLook. And it was a case of something that really stank long-term, requiring a lot of navel-gazing and cleaning up his act. Replacement desire in that regard conflated as also being HighOctaneNightmareFuel from a moralistic perspective (and maybe a good sign he needs some kind of psychotherapist about this matter? The idea of him being with a woman of a slightly unorthodox, pallid type of beauty, causing him to relapse and end up arriving in places that he never would have - well, actually, more to the point, he fears becoming a CompleteMonster due to runaway desires of any kind, not just sexual ones, but also things like murder, torture, and other consequences of his other major demon, Wrath...

I’m far from fearless, but I have no problem insects, spiders, snakes, bats or any sort of creepy crawly. I actually like most of them. I always thought anyone who expected me to be scared of such things was kinda sexist. I’ve even told other girls to StopBeingStereotypical , but here I see it described as a primal fear common to all humans. So now I’m thinking maybe I’m not just a tomboy maybe my brain’s not wired normal. I’d be ok with that.

I got a pretty bad case of the chills when I went to the movies and they had a teaser trailer for {{Buried}}. After it was over, I whispered to my mother "Well, there's a fear I didn't know I had..."

I am completly fine with insects, spiders, snakes, flying, anything like that. Its the ''dark'' I don't like. I sleep with the light on. I'm fine with the dark when I'm awake, but the idea of ''sleeping'' in it...

This troper fears infinity. Just trying to wrap my head around it. He also fears separation from anything I like. When I was really young, this made me terrified of balloons. And then I realized they just deflate in the low pressure and go land somewhere...

He also has a dream where he's trapped in a water tower that's gradually filling with water, and he's tied to a chair. And the water tower is somehow inside WalMart.

The only thing that frightens me anymore is the sensation of being underwater with a massive creature ''looking right at me''. And I don't mean {{Jaws}}-sized. I mean The Kraken-sized at the least -- Shub-Niggurath-sized -- or Jörmungandr the World Serpent. Not much media deals with this other than HP Lovecraft and a few JRPG's I couldn't name atm. The Horrorterrors of {{Homestuck}} may not be underwater, but the absolute void Jade floats through in front of the face of one of these abominations clearly evokes my PrimalFear.

This troper is terrified of spiders. They don't even have to be real spiders. Just a picture, or even ''thinking'' about spiders makes me either scream or cry.

This troper loves things like insects, spiders, reptiles, and even the nastiest of annelids, to the point where arachnophobia is one of his berserk buttons. But one thing just fills me with a dread like nothing I can comprehend: Giant squid. It's basically the closest thing we have to an Old One. Huge, intelligent, but alien and predatory. And it's not just the squid itself. It's found in the deepest, darkest waters, but even encountering it in the ocean at night sends a primal chill throughout my body. It's this huge, horrible, alien thing that will ensnare you and rip you to pieces horribly, all while you're helpless to do anything, both against its habitat or its own incomprehensible strength. But perhaps the worst thing about it is that it's REAL, and given the opportunity, can and will kill you and eat you - not because you're a threat, or its sick, like a bear or tiger, but because it's your predator. It's a gargantuan carnivore, and you are its helpless, bite-sized snack.

This troper has an immense fear of the elderly, probably due to a combination of bad personal experiences and recurring nightmares about being chased down an alley by an old man. The worst part, however, is that they don't even have to be a stranger to freak me out. Being alone with my own grandfather terrifies me to no end.