when my parents used to fight when i was a kid, i would always want to lock my bedroom door, but was afraid to because i wasn't allowed to. so i would just not be able to sleep, waiting for the sound of their voices to end. sometimes i would think about those stories where husbands have had it with their families so they murder them in their sleep. that used to keep me up a lot, too. now grown up, i know my dad wouldn't have the guts to do anything like that. but it still makes me think, about the nature of fear. when you're a kid, you don't know the difference. only when you don't feel safe.