….was never under my bed. My monster was the Abominable Snowman in Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. As a child, every Christmas I would wait anxiously for the annual Christmas specials to come out, even Rudolph. Yet, I will never forget that every single time the Abominable Snowman appeared for his first scene, I’d hide behind the swivel chair, underneath a blanky, put a pillow in front of my face to cover my eyes, or at the worst, leave the room entirely (but only until the scene changed, of course.).
For me, I never believed in Monsters. I’d watch King Kong and be at the edge of my seat. I’d catch Jaws as a TV “Movie of the Week” and still watch it. I wouldn’t say I love being scared but I would definitely say I love the idea of suspense and the rush your body feels when you see something suspenseful (like a good movie or TV show).
So, my “Monster” was the Abominable Snowman. Come to find out, the creature ended up having a heart of gold. Hmmm…I wonder if some “monsters” actually do…
(This topic comes from a new Blog I recommend – http://www.sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/. Today’s topic was Childhood Monsters or just Monsters and my post was the first thing that came to mind. I may try this each Sunday. It’s fun!)