Fear Character Inside Out Novels & Stories

Napamulsa akong tumayo roon sa labas habang nagmamasid-masid sa paligid ko - nagbabakasakali na mahagilap ko siya. Hanggang sa hindi nagtagal ay natigil ako nang mapadpad ang tingin ko sa garden hindi kalayuan mula sa parking area. Walang pagdadalawang-isip akong naglakad at pumasok doon. "He has a haphephobia. Fear of touch," rinig kong anas ng isang lalaki. Agad akong napapikit nang mga sandaling iyon habang dinig na dinig ko ang usapan ng lalaking iyon at ng kanyang kasamahan.

Kaya napabuntong hininga na lang ako pero nagulat na lang ako ng unti-unting may lumitaw sa aking haparapan. Bare feet. White silk sweatpants. Tumaas ang tingin ko until I saw the familiar ripping muscle, abs and arms. Long brown hair. Cayden. I was blinking and gapping. Is this his soul? I know I am afraid of ghost but this one, I am not afraid at all. He was eyeing me emotionlessly. Like he is just a statue there, unmoving and uncaring.

Hindi siya kumilos, pero alam kong sa loob-loob niya, may sumabog na. And for the first time, nakita ko sa mukha niya ‘yung takot. Hindi ‘yung typical na fear na galing sa threat. Takot ‘yun na baka totoo nga. Baka hindi lang ito simpleng gunman. Baka may halimaw na mas matagal nang nasa paligid namin. Tumingin ako sa kamay ko—basang dugo. Sa damit ko—may bahid ng trauma.

"He's a monster. A bloodthirsty and vile one. I was there when he pulled you from Andrews's claw. I saw with my own freaking eyes how he choked him effortlessly, without remorse na tila ba walang witness sa paligid. Dang. Hindi n'ya kailangang magsalita. One look from him, halos mangisay na si Andrew. Ganoon s'ya ka dangerous." Naumid ako. Lahat ng sinabi ng kaibigan ay pawang katotohanan. Pero bakit hindi ko mahanap ang takot sa puso ko? Bakit hindi ko mahanap ang self preservation na pilit ikinukulta ni Karen sa utak ko? What's there is a dangerous mixture of exhilaration and curiosity? Fudge. I am that twisted and unhinged. There is really something wrong with me. I was about to say somet

Especially if he discovered my deception, my manipulation, my plan for revenge? Fear gnawed at me, a cold, relentless dread that threatened to consume me. The carefully constructed facade, the calculated confidence, the unwavering resolve— they all crumbled in the face of this raw, visceral fear. My safety, my well-being— they were suddenly precarious, uncertain, threatened. The escape, the revengpe— they seemed increasingly distant, increasingly elusive.

Tahimik na akong naglakad at pinakiramdaman ko na ang paligid. Ngunit napahinto na lamang ako nang biglang nagsitayuan ang aking mga balahibo. Nanginig ang buo kong katawan. Fear is enveloping my core like something is about to kill me. This awfully familiar feeling is something I will never forget Demon!

A raucous thud was then heard after it slipped on my hands and fell on the floor while fear was creeping me out. “Oh my God!” It was the only thing that came out of my mouth. Sick with dread, my eyes grew wider and I almost threw up what I ate for lunch as unknown terror fluttered in my stomach. In no time, Karen hugged me and diverted my face to her chest after I tremblingly stepped backwards. It was a dead cat.

Binuksan nung isa yung pinto sa tunog palang ng pagkakabuksa nito nakakatakot na. Sinubukan kong tingnan anong meron sa loob may mga rehas ito at may nagpapatay sindi na isang ilaw may lalaki na nakaupo sa loob nito. Di ko nanaman mapigilan ang mapahinga ng malalim, naramdaman ni Zach ang takot sa katawan ko kaya inilipat niya ko sa unahan niya then held my face closer to his chest.

Ni ang paghinga ko ay mababaw, dahil takot ako na kapag huminga nang malalim ay may putok ng baril na naman akong maririnig, o hindi kaya'y ang bala ay tatagos sa akin mismo. "Reid..." I whispered his name as I felt the heavy fear inside my chest. Nasaan siya? Bakit may mga putok ng baril akong narinig? Saan nanggaling ang mga 'yon? Huminga ako nang malalim. Nanginginig man ay sinubukan kong buksan ang pinto ng aking kwarto. Dahan-dahan... I opened the door with my shaking hands, slowly... silently... Nabungaran ko agad ang madilim na hallway at ang iba pang mga nakasaradong silid.

That one day when he leaved me, It'll fucking hurt me. I love myself for being Fearless in the underground battle but I hate myself for feeling fear because of love. "Your nothing but a toy to him, you."She pointed me with so much disgust. "Don't you ever go out with my fiancé, never again."She stated and look at me from head to toe and I can see disgust to her eyes. I bite my lips because of what she said and I smiled sarcastically. "Oh, no. I never go out with