At the risk of showing my vulnerable side I gotta admit as a kid I was totally creeped out by skeleton keys – not sure if I was alone in this affliction but for some reason or other old keys of this nature gave me the willy nillys! Perhaps it was the rust, the shape, the name “skeleton”, or simply too many spooky bedtime stories about mysterious creaky doors being open with these eerie ornate metal objects.
I am a big boy now and though I still have fears about the occasional  monster under my bed I no long suffer from a fear of skeleton keys (just for my own amusement I going to make up a name for this fear; let’s call is skelekeyaphobia). If you’ve ever wondered where the name “skeleton key” comes from read the story below…
