Moths, especially the huge ones with patterns, terrify me.
I remembered once when i was a kid, I almost drowned in a pool doing my front crawl. My head bobbed out of the water (to take a breath), and one big moth was floating in my direction. That was the last time i swam at Singapore Island country club.
Someone recently stuck a poster in our lift. Just now as I entered the lift, I thought someone had added a sticker on the poster. And as the lift door was almost closing to a complete shut, I suddenly realised that it was NOT a sticker, but a huge moth lightly fluttering its wings and probably ready to terrorise me when I alone with it behind the lift doors.
I muffled my instant desire to scream but instead let out a soft but very petrified"OH MY GOD" and stuck my finger between the lift door which was by now just an inch from shutting, and literally pried open it.
I ran to the next lift, and still shudder at every sound produced by the lift motors. When the door eventually opened, I felt my knees had turned jelly.
I thought it would help to quickly send friend a text messsage to warn him so that he might not get a fright when he gets home, presumably in half an hours time. Instead of thanking me, he said I probably frightened the poor moth! Bleah