I feared stuffed toys.. One night I woke up and heard something whispering my name, my life sized (as big as me) then jumped up besides my bed and screamed at me. It scared the 🤬 out of me because I was like, 3 or 4 years old. It was my brother and sister teaming up to play a trick on me (I only found out about a year ago that it was real, not a nightmare like I thought it was), like they did frequently at that time.
In my mind, because they never came alive in the day, I assumed that they came alive in the dark, so every night after the light was turned off, I would get out of bed, and place all the stuffed toys in the doorway, so they stayed in the light given by the hallway.
I also watched the film, "Mars Attacks" when I was about 7 or 8. I was absolutely terrified.
I was also scared of ghosts, quicksand, tornadoes, and daddy long legs which would prevent me walking down the hallway due to one being on the wall.