-Snakes - So a funny story about snakes - when I was little, somewhere in the 6 to 8 range, I was out playing with cousins at my great-grandma's house. The house was set way off the road (in the country), and there was a large field in front of the house. It maybe used to be a crop of some kind back in the day when my great grandfather was still alive. Anyway, there was a truck and trailer out there and a lot of us were running around. I slowed down for a second after I noticed something in the grass - it was a HUGE black snake!! I ran like crazy up to the house, leaving all the other kids behind. From then on, my great grandma remembered that I was the one who almost ran over the snake. That's probably the closest I've come to a snake, and I didn't like it then, and I don't like them now.
-Scary movies. I'm the one who can't watch "scary" movies because my imagination tends to run a little wild and makes me feel like there's always going to be someone or something to jump out around a corner when its dark in the house or hiding behind the shower curtain and will pop up in the mirror the moment I turn my face away. I had to sleep with a night light after I watched "Urban Legends", I double and triple check my backseat if I'm out alone and it's dark, I'm always nervous that someone will pop up in my rearview mirror when I'm driving down a highway and there are lights behind me.
-Stuff in the water. Growing up, we went to the lake a lot. I learned to ski behind our boat, and didn't used to be bothered by sitting there in the middle of the lake with my lifejacket and skis waiting for dad to drive back around and let me grab the rope. I don't know what happened, but now I can't stand that feeling of sitting out there in the middle of the water. The slightest touch of the belt of my lifejacket on my leg almost makes me lose my cool. Granted, the lakes in my part of Oklahoma are all brown and you can't see anything - so you don't really know that could have grazed your leg. However, I'm also like this at the beach. I've visited Mexico a couple times now and that ocean is blue! You can even see the sand and exactly where you're walking. It doesn't matter - I still don't like random things grazing my legs. I hate that feeling. Gives me the goosebumps just writing about it.
-Losing those that I love. This one is probably my biggest fear. There are so many people I care about in my life; people who have touched my life in a way that I can't tell them how special they are to me. I am terrified of the day when I might one day be without them.
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