“What scares you?”
I am scared of change. We have moved around so often and changed so many different schools, that as soon as I start making friends and finding myself, that it is time to move again. But change is also where I am discovering myself. If things don’t change, then I am scared I could lose me, too.
I am afraid of failure. I want to be successful.
I am scared of flying things. Bugs flying toward my face terrify me.
I am afraid of being alone. What if a friend leaves me or someone I love dies?
I fear doing anything less than perfect. I make all A’s but what if I one day I don’t? My parents expect so much from me. It is just going to keep getting harder. What if I can’t keep up? Sometimes it feels like I am trapped inside myself.
I am scared of life passing by too fast. There are only four years left and then I leave my family and friends. I don’t want to let go.
I am afraid of being buried alive.
I am scared of letting people down or telling someone no. What if I am not good enough? What if they don’t come back and ask me again. I don’t want them to think I can’t do it.
I am scared of drowning. I don’t want to suffer when I die. I just want to die in my sleep.
I am scared of bad weather and my house catching on fire from lightning.
I am scared of talking in front of people. That they will make fun of what I say or write. I am scared of letting them know what I think.
My brother died from a disease. It was hard on my parents and they almost didn’t have any other kids. I am scared of me or my sister passing that disease down to our kids.