I'm not afraid of the big bad wolf...we don't have too much of a wolf problem in the suburbs of Chicago...but there are some other things that freak me out...in no particular order:
Birds: They're messy, annoying, have sharp beaks and feet, and it's totally disgusting when they push newborns from the nest to splat on the sidewalk.
Clowns: Whoever thought dressing up in make-up and colorful clothes would be funny was crazy.
Driving at Night in the Rain: Hate it. Hate it. Hate it. I am white-knuckled the whole time.
Losing Someone I Love: This one doesn't really need any other explanation.
Dogs: Formerly, I just didn't like them much (I'm not an animal person.) but last weekend I got bit while I was on a walk and now whenever I hear one bark I kind of panic, but I'm hoping this will pass...
Going Somewhere I've Never Been for the First Time: This might be more of an out-of-my-comfort-zone kind of thing, but there it is.
Going to Sleep When My Hubby's Not Home: It's just a little spooky.
Blood: The sight (and sometimes just the thought of it) makes me want to pass out. Which is ironic, because I love vampires!