The recurring nightmare I had was: A small, solid black room with a purple elephant in the centre. That's it... I couldn't sleep for days, at the end I needed to get this sleeping aid medicine because I had became a full fledged insomniac. I'd wait on the landing all night curled in a ball waiting for my Mam to wake up. The worst part is, is that I was also terrified of the dark. So my Mam got this glow in the dark wall paper...and bed & pillow covers. And thus concludes the worst period of my childhood.