When I was younger (9-10?), I was incredibly paranoid about dying. I was legitimately afraid that my (reasonably sane) mother & grandmother were trying to poison me, to the point of having nightmares. I remember once, my grandma made macaroni salad and it was pink so I waited for her to try it before I ate any. (Raspberry vinaigrette, lol) I also had a habit of putting weird things in my mouth, like a hair clip with plastic glued to it, and then freaking out thinking I was going to die from poisoning myself. This probably lasted around 6 months, give or take.
Did you have any childhood paranoia like that, or was I just crazy?
What are you reading right now, and how did you end up reading it? I'm reading "Kids Say The Darndest Things!" by Art Linkletter. I got it from an impromptu book exchange we set up at the deli I work at. It's funnier than I expected.