Name a thing or event from your childhood that scared you?

When I was 11, I had a teacher called Mr Jones, an old chap with a fearsome reputation. He didn’t like me because in his view I was less intelligent than my older sister. I bounced a ball in the air in the playground with him watching, and he told me to report to his classroom after playtime.
He then proceeded to “slipper” me in front of his entire class (smacking with a plimsoll). He yelled at me that I knew the school rules as well as he did. I still don’t know what I did wrong.
That man ended my childhood that day, and I hope he’s rotting in hell now.
If someone did something like that to a child of mine today, I would do exactly the same thing to him in front of all the parents. Then I’d yell at him “you know my rules as well as I do!!!”

I was about twelve. Waiting along a country road for the 10 p.m. bus home. Opposite a ruined house that was supposed to be haunted. I saw a dim light like a candle moving from room to room upstairs where the floor was supposed to have collapsed. The light went out but I thought I saw a figure standing near me. Telling myself not to be silly I nevertheless ran out into the road when I thought the bus wasn't going to stop. An irate driver : "We're not supposed to stop along the road when it's dark, lad". Realising I'd been scared : "Was that guy standing beside you annoying you? ".
Yeah. Still scary.

My two cousins cut the head off a bull snake with a hoe. Then, because a snakes body keeps moving without the head, they teased the body up onto the hoe handle, all bloody and wiggling, and they began to chase me around my grandfather's farm yard with the snake.

I screamed at the top of my lungs while I was running. I screamed for my mother, who never even looked out the window, and I screamed until I felt my mind just...go. I don't remember making it into my grandfather's house. It still scares me and I could almost cry right now thinking about how frightened I was and how much I needed my mother to intervene, and how she ignored me.

Abbott and Costello meet dracula and the wolfman.

Not so much anymore

The movie... The Wizard of Oz
Freaked me the fuck out

When I was around 8 years old my family and I got caught in the middle of a race riot what was extra scary was it happened on Bobalo Island so there was no were to run. It doesn't scare me anymore. Gordon Lightfoot wrote a song about those riots called - Black Day In July and I think it helped me understand why it happened. Cheers!

I know people don't believe it but there are monsters under the bed when the lights go out.

The black thing that lived in my cupboard and would peer at me while I slept.