I still occasionally have nightmares regarding an incident that happened to me when I went to San Diego to see the ocean. As I was wading in the surf, I saw a lady on the shore that looked really evil. She was wearing all black and had a broom in her hand that other people there told me that she flew in on, plus she constantly let out a wicked laugh. I was so terrified, that I got in my car and sped off, even though I knew in my heart she was nothing more than a sand witch. (Ok, I made the whole thing up. So sue me).
