My Fear of Windows

Here is a little thing about me you may not have known: I have a fear of windows. More specifically, ground floor windows with open curtains, especially at night. But this fear is not my fault. I blame it on an illustrator of a children’s book I saw a long time ago.

I am not one who encourages “scars” from childhood, but this one has stuck on me. Imagine this, a little girl about 4 or 5 years old, going to the library with her mom and siblings. She peruses through the shelves and picks up a random book. She stares at the cover. Not because it was beautiful and enchanting, but because it had a picture of something scary, a kind of reality of what is happening in the world. It was a sketch of an old man, perhaps a grandpa, sitting in an armchair in front of the fireplace. A little girl sat in his lap and he was reading to her. Both completely oblivious to the danger only a few feet away. Behind them was a window, with the curtains open, and a man looking in!

From them on, I feared being watched and not knowing that I was being watched. He could have been a dangerous man. Perhaps this illustration stuck with me because there is a truth to life that comes with it. There are so many what if’s, I don’t want to dwell on it.

We should not live in fear, but I admit that I do close my curtains proper every night!

What scares you?

(photo credit)

One thought on “My Fear of Windows

  1. I totally get your fear of being watched without knowing it. The movie “the Truman show” totally freaked me and Renee out. Sometimes she makes me promise her that she’s not the main character of a show like that.

    Also, cat poop scares me.

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