Scary Stuff

Spiders
I woke up one morning to an enormous spider dangling over my head. Enough said.
Being wrong and getting made fun of.
I moved to st. Helens on fifth grade and all I can really remember about the people when I moved here was that they were that I had already studied everything they were at the time and they all wanted me to choose a clique and I had no idea what it meant because in Newberg in fifth grade we were all friends. I felt alone but quickly bonded although it bothered me immensely when I said the wrong fact in a speech and some people laughed. Ever since I have hated being wrong because I always think they'll laugh at me again.
Not making a difference/being worthless/ haing a passive life
I want to make a difference. The possibility of being worthless or not following my dreams terrifies me. I don't see how some people can have such irrational dreams and think they'll make them come true and not have a back up plan. I used to not know what I wanted to do with my life but I've always had at least some idea.
being outside, alone, in the dark, and hearing noises
There is a wooded plot of land behind my house and I always hear the coyotes and I've never been very brave alone, especially if I'm with my goats because I know they are easy prey.
getting yelled at
I have always had the impulse to start bawling whenever my dad yells becuase my brother went through a period of time when he got yelled at a lot and it always scared me. My mom is the same way.
Drowning
I am perfectly comfortable in or on the water unless I'm alone, I don't trust the boat I'm on or I'm swimming and can't touch the bottom and there's nobody around who could save me. My family and I sail a lot and I'm comfortable on the boat even when I'm walking on the deck in heavy wind and rain but only if the captain is someone I know to be in control of the boat.