Talk:Masklophobia/@comment-169.0.105.198-20200310101033

OMG! I'm so happy that there is actually a name for it because I remember going to Sunlamere in Johannesburg. There were huge mascots running around and when they saw me crying they all came chasing me and trying to catch me. I think this is how it started. But I forgot all about it and a couple years  later, my school had a bic roadshow. And bic boy came running out! I literally screamed and cried. I fainted and had to be taken out of there. The next year the same thing happened. Whenever I see mascots I freak out and can't breathe. My mom was the only one who believed my fear was real. I'm so happy that I have found out that I am not crazy.