Like every other kid, my fear was the Boogie Man. In order to keep us in line, parents and other adults would tell us to be careful—that the Boogie Man was going to get us if we went outside at night by ourselves. They did this of course out of fear that something would happen to us. 

Well, I used to have nightmares about the Boogie Man. He slept standing up, beside my house, in the dark and would only wake up if I went outside. 

Needless to say, I followed orders.