It sound…so weird, yet it means…fear. I’ve heard there exist more than thousands, did you know? Claustrophobia, fear of confined spaces. Arachnophobia, fear of spiders. Trypophibia, fear of bunched up holes…so much…fears.
I have one.
I hate the dark. When it’s night and the lights are all turned off, I stare at the darkness. I’m always expecting something. Just something to jump out and attack me. Or when I turn away from the comforting wall I would see someone or something right where I place my eyes. My mind would always work and make me imagine many outcomes of what can happen to me. I would repeat to myself, “there’s no one there but me. Only me. Only me…” But it doesn’t help. Everyday I feel like all my nights, are going to be my last. Everyday…I feel like I’m going to get killed.