When I was a kid, I saw an episode of "In Search of..." (the one hosted by Leonard Nimoy) in which a ghostly, white-faced figure stepped out of an open closet and quite literally scared a young woman to death.
It was at that point that I became conscious of open closet doors at bedtime and ALWAYS thereafter made sure to close the door even if it meant braving the dark and the two steps to the closet after the lights had been turned out to address a forgotten door.
Over time the fear that something would step out of the darkness has subsided and the act of closing open doors has become a matter of habit and not the result of some childhood fear....I thought.
I would like to thank Alan Ryker for bringing those thoughts back to the foreground once again. Closet doors closed.