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People’s Deepest And Darkest Fears Turned Into Comics (New Pics)
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We all have strange and irrational fears, but few of us make a living off them like Fran Krause.
The LA-based cartoonist, who we previously wrote about here, has added new comics to his Deep Dark Fears series, and they're just as morbidly delightful as the last batch. Krause has gained a cult following on Tumblr thanks to his knack for illustrating the most paranoid corners of people's minds, and his work is almost entirely based on user input. Some of the comics turn ridiculous phobias into humorous imagery, while others deal with serious trauma.
The lifeblood of the project is how universal it is. It shows the fears that so many of us share, and encourages us to embrace them. Check out some of the latest Deep Dark Fears below, but make sure to leave the light on.
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THIS! I always position my bed affixed in a wall and every night when I sleep I always make sure that I am glued to the wall. I am afraid that creepy monsters will grab me by the hand or foot and take me to their dark kingdom. I thought of this even under my bed there is no space for monster to squeeze in because its full of "sentimental stuff".
Understandable given how fast time flies. Can't believe we're already into Feb for example.
The fear is of being possessed, rather than killed. My mind alone is already too much for my poor little brain sometimes, it would be torture to have another soul trying to hack in.
You can't be possessed because you're already filled up with you! :-)
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I tell myself it's ok because there is nothing u can do if something is going to get you
Comforting to see I'm not the only one who thinks this way.
Knew somebody not so long ago who was certain there was no life after death, but she was still scared of ghosts.... go figure....
I'm afraid that being dead means being conscious, in the dark all alone for eternity in a void, never touching a wall and never seeing a light.
once i was dreaming, that i was dreaming and i woke up in that dream and i told my dad about this, then i woke up for real, i was so confused and asked my dad if i already told him about this xD
Your memory is not wiped out. At least not everyone's. My mother had an eye surgery and she "woke up" in the middle of the process. And the doctors couldn't tell, they almost thought they lost a patient, because it took longer for her body to start showing signs of conscience. She could tell us "kids" how she could see and hear them almost panicking over her, and how badly she wanted to shout "I'm alive and fine!". Then she had thoughts of patients in a coma and that were decided for anesthesia.... I'm so glad my mom has been doing fine all these years after that experience and that the surgery was actually successful and her sight was restored.
Oh yes, the plot to every movie about the rapture. Also, brings up a problem with teaching kids fundamental religious beliefs.
Then you might not want to watch National Geographic's Mysteries of the Unseen World...
Oh my, this one reminded me of that certain time when... It's a long story, but I wanna tell it, so, I'll try to keep it simple. Sometimes in S. Korea, the siren goes off as part of a military training (because technically, the war is not really "over", right?) for citizens to run to the shelters. Nobody cares about it nowadays, and people just ignore the siren, but the first times I heard it, back when I just moved to the country, from my Safe European Home, it was too hard to pretend I'm not freaking out. One day the siren went off while I was taking a daily nap home alone. Recently it has been a good while of not hearing those sirens.
Good habit if you ever go camping, i've spent an hour setting up the perfect safe spot for a tent. saved our lives last year when we had a late night wind storm and four old growth cedar trees came down. They all feel exactly where I thought they would so being a bit neurotic can be a life saver.
When I cut my eyebrow when falling down when kid, my father offered me a drink to calm me down. The problem he offered me to drink something red (guess some cherry juice or smth like that) - I cried even more because I was sure my blood was falling into the cup and that's why it is red, and I am offered to drink my own blood. Don't remember much, but the red drink and being sure that it is my blood.
It IS a super loud noise when you flush. Fast too. It always makes me jump.
There was an accident with a girl almost scalped on an attraction. It was horrible.