This is a long one, I'll try and keep it short. Basically, when I was little, I used to be scared of Chucky. Right? Scary movies, you know, little childhoods behavior, right? And I had a dream about Chucky, and he was chasing me, and I was gonna die, and then, boom, I came to the realization that this shit isn't fucking real, and that I'm dreaming. And now I'm never scared of literally any movies ever because then I just realize, oh shit, it's a movie. See ya.