I’m not a very haunted person. Nowadays almost nothing scares me. As a child I had a few frightening experiences, but I don’t think I can honestly say I have “haunting” memories.
I remember being a little kid and having to walk outside at night. That was scary. In my hometown I was about a mile from my cousins if I took the road. If I took the woods, I was maybe 300-400 yards, max. I remember making both of those trips after dark. Though along the road was scary (little town, dirt road, no streetlight) the woods after dark was definitely more scary. I had the trail so down pat that I could run it with my eyes closed. That helps when you are running it in the dark. You have to run it at night, too, because as a little kid you have no idea what is waiting for you in the woods (though I tried to convince myself nothing was).
It turns out I was right. Nothing was waiting for me or, if it was, I must have outran it. To be able to function in the face of fears like that may be one of the reasons that I don’t have many fears as an adult. I know that I don’t have to be afraid of many things but from experience I know that if I am afraid I can still function. It also helps that I am a rugged-enough male with apparently no genetic predisposition for any type of anxiety. Take your blessings where you can find them.
Psalm 23:4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.