<p>I’m always afraid that as I’m stepping onto the plane itself, the terminal thingy will fall out and I’ll go crashing to the ground…</p>
<p>My number 1 fear: worms. I can’t STAND them. When I was a kid and got off the bus after it had rained, I would honestly sprint up my driveway, darting to “worm free” zones to “worm free” zones.</p>
<p>Little story: today, in AP Bio, we were talking about peristalsis in worms, and our bio teacher showed us a video of a roundworm in some guy’s intestine. IT WAS THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I’VE EVER SEEN! And I only watched the first few seconds, then hid my eyes for the rest of it. And I haven’t been able to eat meat (you get worms from eating meat). I tried. I had it on my plate and everything. But just thinking about it gives me goosebumps… And that is the story of how I am now a vegetarian. :)</p>
<p>I’m afraid my glasses will fall off while I’m staring at a cliff and, therefore, I will be basically be blind, unable to hike down, and get lost…I should go get contacts.</p>
<p>I’m afraid of zombies!! I used to watch those movies alone in the middle night…<em>freezes</em>. And suddenly realized that I’m soo terrified that I checked if the windows had iron and the gates were locked. And when I slept, I always thought about what weapons and ways I should use to kill those zombies! 3 weeks of insomnia!</p>
Those aren’t irrational fears…everyone fears those things. Irrational fears are uncommon fears that really have no influence on most people, but you get scared of it.</p>
<p>^^ That remind me of some creepy ass show I saw on Animal Planet in the middle of the night when I had insomnia one time.
The show was called “fatal (something),” I’ve never been able to find it again since watching it that one time – but the episode I saw was so creepy. It was about a woman who kept lions ad pets, couldn’t afford to properly feed them so they were starving in her backyard. One day she goes out to clean their pen or something, forgets to check the gate that one of the lions was in and was mauled and killed.
They said it ate one of her arms up to her elbow, ripped off both breasts and wasn’t recognizable at all.
Her 13 year-old son found her body that the lion dragged back into the cage and buried under straw and he was ferociously guarding his kill. </p>
<p>I don’t know why but this one tv show freaked me out so much. It’s been stuck in my head since I saw it weeks ago. It was really one of those super creepy freak accidents.</p>
<p>anyone else seen those Final Destination movies?, those movies although exaggerated can make you think of the many way you can die. That’s why after watching them you get paranoid for a few days.</p>
<p>^ I didn’t know you could get hanged by dental floss!!! Have you guys ever seen 1000 Ways to Die?</p>
<p>My irrational fears: mold, bathroom grime, toilets. Maybe the bathroom in general. I hate public restrooms, I hate being in my bathroom, I absolutely hate using other people’s bathrooms. And I can never look at the toilet! Also I like to close the lid whenever I’m in the restroom and not using the toilet. </p>
<p>I also fear butterflies. It’s just so creepy how fragile they are.</p>
<p>^^Yeah, the Final Destination movies creep me out.
They’re worse than the regular horror movies (in theory.)
You can run from Jason and his butcher knife or whatever he’s wielding these days, but how the hell do you run from fate?</p>
<p>According to the second final destination movie, you have to die and then get resuscitated and come back to life. By doing that, you’ve messed up death’s plan and it would have to start all over!</p>
<p>My most random “irrational” fear is being surrounded by birds (esp seagulls).
Or worse, seagulls covering up the sky… I think it is partly because I don’t want them to shiiit on me and in particular, on my hair.</p>
<p>Oh, and popping balloons. We had balloons by the lockers at school and I knew someone would pop it with their friend as a joke, so I hid it then ran away… yeah that’s wierd huh.</p>
<p>I also have the worst dreams when I’ve ripped my pants. This actually happened when I was at a skate park with all the “ghetto” kids and I tripped over on my rollerblades onto my butt. You could see my underwear so I took of my jacket and put it around my waist to cover it up. I wasn’t even allowed to go home for like, an hour!</p>
<p>But most of all I have an irrational fear of knowing a psychopath. I get scared that my “friend” will come stab me first when he/she finally decides to murder. Either that or ask me to murder someone with them. Creepy. Too much Robert Comier books when I wasn’t even a teenager I think is the problem.</p>
<p>This isn’t really a fear but it always freaks me out a bit: opening those Pillsbury cans and just knowing it’s going to pop.
Or worse, when you’ve unwrapped it and it hasn’t popped open so then you have to force it to pop.</p>
<p>I hate those things. I always make somebody else open them for me.</p>