Fear Of The Unknown Novels & Stories

Kung totoo man, ano ako kung ganoon? I breathed slowly as my heart started beating painfully as if thousands of knives were struck on my chest. I suddenly felt suffocated and weak. I felt the presence of the unknown that was kept in the dark for so long. It is starting to unveil itself for me to see. But I am too scared to face it. I am not ready. I don't think I will ever be. It feels like I am walking on the dark and endless path. Uncertain. Unpredictable. And the only drive that fuels me is the thrill of reaching the end without thinking of the consequences of walking to reveal the unknown.

Pinilit ni Ella na humakbang paika ika kahit saan direksiyon ok lang may makapa lang siyang tao o kahit anong pwede hawakan. Nanginginig na kase sa takot si Ella. She has nyctophobia. Extreme fear in darkness or fear of the night. Kaya nga ayaw niyang nututulog na patay ang ilaw. Hindi naman madilim ang bar na pinuntahan nila. May mga ilaw ito sa sulok ng table at dim light sa gitna ng dance floor kaya okay lang but total darkness like blackout is hell killing her in fear. Nakailang hakbang lamang si Ella ng nabunggo niya ang isang bulto. Kinapa kapa ito ng dalaga sa pag aakalang ang mga kaibigan ito. Then someone from behind her speak in his baritone Voice.

Gumawa ako ng sarili kong mundo na para bang hindi ko naririnig ang kanilang mga harutan, hiyawan, kwentuhan, at bastusan. Meron pa palang mga ganito sa panahon ngayon? I mean, everything is digital now a days kaya parang outcast and rare na kung may makita man akong newspaper. I chose to solve the words under the 'across' section. There are six blank boxes and I mumbled the question, "Literary genre with an atmosphere of dread," Dread means 'to fear greatly' and is synonymous with the words anxiety, fear, panic or wait? Horror! Horror is a genre.

As I lay in bed, the anticipation of what tomorrow might bring mingled with the fear of the unknown, leaving me caught in the delicate dance between courage and hesitation. Naririnig ko ang mga bulungan mula sa paligid mukhang nagtataka ang mga ito kung bakit naririto ako. Damn! I can't do this! Ng tatalikod na ako I got bumped on someone's shoulder. That made me raise my voice, i'm not even in the right mood!

“Alam mo naman kung ano ang pinasukan mo ngayon di ba?” Dahan dahan akong tumango. I placed my hand over my stomach. A small gesture. But enough to remind myself why I had to be stronger. “Yes.” Huminga ako nang malalim. “Nandidito ako para matuto ako kung saan talaga ako nagmula. Natatakot ako na baka ma behind ako sa lahat.” The confession felt heavier once spoken. I had been carrying that fear silently. The fear of not knowing enough.

Tahimik na humigop ng kape. Tahimik na huminga. Pero sa loob? Umaalon ang dibdib niya. Jealousy. Insecurity. Confusion. And for the first time… …fear. Fear na baka tama si Camille. Fear na baka hindi siya sapat sa mundong pinapasok niya. At higit sa lahat— Fear na baka masaktan na naman siya ni Nathan.

I am concerned, however, iniisip ko na lang na baka ayaw muna niyang isipin ’yon at baka makasira sa launching. Kinabukasan, maaga siyang umalis para magtungo sa kumpanya. I’m just worried about him, but he seems distant. O baka masyado lang akong nag-iisip tungkol sa kanya kaya ganito na lang ang nararamdaman ko. I hate it when I feel something unusual—iyong mga unfamiliar feeling na para bang bigla ka na lang natatakot kahit wala namang dahilan.

It's been years but I can still feel the pain like it happened only yesterday. " That time I just met my father whom I have not known for years since I was born. I'm so scared and I don't know what to do. I'm scared to trust, I'm scared of people, I'm scared of everything. I feel like I am a curse that everybody who goes near me the life will be ruined." Tears started forming in my eyes. I paused for a while and need to take a deep breath.

It felt like… fear. Pakiramdam ko talaga ay may nangyari… something I don’t know about. Either may hindi siya sinasabi, or may bigat siyang kinikimkim na ayaw niyang i-share. At the back of my mind, may kumakabog na doubt na hindi ko ma-pinpoint.

Kundi dahil parang hindi mo alam kung ano ang iniisip niya. At sa paraan ng pagtitig niya… may kakaibang init. Hindi niya alam kung bakit, pero bigla siyang kinabahan. Hindi yung takot. Iba. Parang may kumikiliti sa hangin. Parang may nag-aalab na hindi niya alam san nagmula. Hindi niya sinasadya, pero may gumigising sa loob niya. Isang pamilyar na instinct. Isang babae. Isang damdamin na matagal na niyang nilibing.