heck yeah i'm afraid of the dark...my imagination is too wild for me not to be...this past deer season, on opening day, i got to my spot to park the fourwheeler and i sat on it the 30 minutes til i could see. I had a flashlight, but i couldn't see well enough to know it was my imagination making that fallen branch move like...something. I donno, i can't stand it. i had to have dad walk me to my stand one morning, and one evening i stayed in the woods too late and i didn't wanna make the walk out so i stayed out til bout 7:00 then my parents came and got me...they was more scared than i was, but they had the right to be.