Fobia A Los Germenes Novels & Stories

I am Stefanie and soon I will become a valedictorian at my university. They said I have the guts but my problem was my weakness. Anthropophobia is a fear of rejection created by people. I got this during kindergarten where I faced my childhood classmates and my teacher with a sudden nervousness and shock. I was about to explain my family tree when three of my classmates mocked my sketch and compared it to the faces of monkeys. They laughed so hard until I can’t take what they have said and I tore my sketch with a loud cry. My teacher defends me but the pupils keep on mocking and bullied me until I reached high school.

He laughed and slammed the door shut in our faces. I snorted at his acts. As if we were going to get back inside with him. What did he think he was? "I can't believe we have to swim through this." Mia shuddered. "This looks unhealthy." I nodded. The water was black in color but I knew that wasn't what Mia was worried about. She was scared of falling sick because of germs. If it was about the color, we would change our clothes after getting to the other side. "Microbes, germs and diseases aren't your problem again, Mia. You are a werewolf now, remember?"

Heimzel immediately bombarded Reina with a barrage of questions. "Can you step aside, father? I'm feeling disgusted and really need a bath," Reina said rudely. The girl then told her father to step aside and not block her way to the bathroom. Heimzel immediately stepped aside, and let the girl into the bathroom. Despite knowing it was disrespectful behavior, Heimzel felt he had to be patient with his daughter's attitude. As a father who raised Reina himself, Heimzel knew very well that it was the effect of Reina's Mysophobia, which arose from thinking that humans were lowly, dirty, and disgusting creatures.

Josh said, not answering Amelia’s question directly. Amelia furrowed her brows and narrowed her eyes at Josh, “stop playing games with me James. What does his illness have to do with me? I asked what was wrong with him.” Josh massaged the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb, sighed heavily then said, “It’s not my story to tell but my boss has gynophobia,” he revealed reluctantly. Amelia looked confused, cocking her eyebrows she inquired, “Gynophobia? The fear of women?”

"Why don't you tell us about your friends? I promise no one will scare you anymore." Gemma sniffled, her small frame wracked with sobs. Beneath my protective embrace, I felt her begin to calm as Easton's deep voice enveloped her like a warm blanket. "They… they like to play," she managed between hiccups. "And sometimes, I smell a bad scent." I felt my heart drop. "What bad scent, Gemma?" I asked my voice, tight with dread. "It's like rotten food, and it makes my tummy feel funny," she replied, her little face scrunching in discomfort. "Sometimes I smell it when Logan is around."

"Don't worry, it was just emotional fluctuation and fainting caused by extreme distress. She will be fine when she wakes up. But what had happened to cause such distress in the first place?" Grayson flicked his cigarette and frowned. "She's scared of thunder." While on the topic, Grayson further questioned Simon. "Why is she scared of thunder?" Simon was stumped by the question. "You should know this better than me, right? She's your wife, after all." Grayson frowned again. "She never mentioned why. Is there any medical explanation for it?" Simon paused for a while before replying, "In some cases, fear toward any specific thing can be innately developed at birth, just like an allergy.

It's fucking ironic and pathetic because it's myself i want to preserve you from. Because if I don't keep you far away, I'd ruin you and be your misery. Destroy your beautiful innocence, damage you. And at the end, leave deep scars both on the inside and outside of you. * A poem from Eliakim's POV. Eliakim Trypophobia (Fear or disgust of closely packed holes) That shit had got me disgusted ever since I came across a picture of gunea worm disease under someone's feet on Facebook. Damn!

“Wane, do you dislike Jevon and me? But we’ve only just met. Is there some misunderstanding, or did someone say bad things about us to you?” Kane was annoyed. “I have mysophobia. I hate all dirty things.” 【“I have mysophobia. I hate all dirty things.” Damn—Wane is that direct? He’s so bold!】 【Big thumbs-up to Wane. I’m already sick of the Jevon siblings—one pretentious, the other fake and nasty.】 【So I’m not the only one! Ever since I first saw Lilith, I felt she talked in such a fake, coquettish way—always with red eyes, crying like everyone’s bullying her.】

"Not a problem." "Since you're alright with it, we can leave after I accept the task," Sebastian nodded. Just as Sebastian walked away, Caspian suddenly thought of something, and he hurriedly asked, "Sebastian, is there anything that the flame-toothed gophers are afraid of? Since the flame-toothed gophers fed on the fire spirit fruits, which is also a medicinal ingredient, there must be one that they are afraid of?"

I took out a bottle of water. Freya sighed. “I understand your fear,” she said. But I doubted that. I couldn’t even explain it. It felt worse than fear. Anytime I thought about Gerard seeing me as less attractive, my heart pounded erratically in my chest. At one point I thought I might die before my time due to a heart attack. How do I explain the thought of his feelings vanishing? The thought of me not being able to meet his needs made my lungs breathe like I wasn’t meant to breathe oxygen.