My older sister and I would play things sometimes, and I would hide in the hamper or she'd tie me up. Trouble is, I was and am severely claustrophobic, and I didn't like being restrained. So, wouldn't you know it, I always had a severe panic attack. Didn't help that, when I would go into the hamper (it was one of those that had a lid, and I liked to pop out of it and pretend I was Oscar, lol) my little sister would always sit on top of the lid because, I guess my anxiety amused her.
Man, my sisters really loved torturing me when I was younger. And now my little brother tortures everybody, lol.