when i was young , i was really scared about the skeletons, We have got a museum here in my city... I was 8 or 9 years old when my uncle says to me, * hey lets go to the zoo* WHOOAAAHOOO!!! I was really happy, but, when we arrive to that place, it wasn't the zoo, it was the Museum dinosaur skeletons...
Hell my freaking God!!! I almost shit on my pants...( those dinosaurs , those mummies, crap. i still have nightmares )
I remember that day like yesterday, and i still hating to my stupid uncle yet...
Hey dear uncle, what about the zoo??? ZOO TO YOUR MOTHER!!!
And still today I never put a foot on that place...Is like the hell to me

Well that sad. Because I Museum and I love learning history.