Novel & Cerita List Of Fears

(6). Fear of the Unknown [When the dead comes back to life] . . Chapter 6: unspoken connections . *Ace Carlton* Ace sat at his usual spot in the bustling cafeteria, the popular kids in the school spot, a tray of food in front of him, flanked by his two closest friends, Jason and Harper. They were a tight-knit trio, always sharing stories and laughter over lunch. Today, however, something seemed different, and it didn't escape the keen eyes of Jason and Harper.

~ Hailey Park ~ Let me start with a truth. There are three types of fear in life: Fear of losing your phone Fear of opening your bank app Fear of meeting your pretend boyfriend’s mother Guess which one is currently shortening my lifespan. I’m pacing around my living room like a fugitive who knows the cops are coming. “Don’t panic,” I whisper to myself. “BE NORMAL,” I whisper louder. “Stop breathing weird,” I whisper as I choke on air. Then my phone rings.

That's how I knew there was more to the story that he wasn't telling me. "Is Lucy really alright? Or is there anything I should know?" "honestly, Killian, just ask her. If she wants you to know, she will tell you. All I am going to say is. She is not as tough as she puts on. Her fear is real, and it can take control. You'll know when it happens because Astrid is really protective of her and will take control when Lucy is falling apart when we were kids before we even had our wolves. Lucy used to look like she was having a panic attack when she was feeling an emotion too big for her. The first time I ever met Lucy, she was sitting on a swing, and she was breathing super heavily. I thought she

Carried on a current of cold air from the car’s a/c, I tasted Hakeem’s fears as though they were my own. Losing his younger siblings, being forced to live in a world where they no longer existed—that was his greatest fear. Sensing the fears of others was more of a prelude to my actual abilities, and more often than not I was met with an abundance of superficial night terrors rather than anything substantial. Spiders, snakes, darkness, clowns. Goddess, why were so many people terrified of clowns? It was rare that I met someone with a fear that delved far beyond the surface, someone with a fear like Hakeem’s.

But something dragged her attention back, and the same fear flashed in her blue eyes. "Get that f*cking thing out of here!" She screamed, her voice howling. What the hell was she seeing? What is she so afraid of? I slowly went closer, scared that whatever Emily was so petrified of would flee and make me go after it. Was it a spider? I shivered. I wasn't too fond of the eight-legged bugs. Was it a cockroach? Most women were scared of those. Was it a snake? A bat? A frog?

Fear is the inevitable alarm that calls unto them whenever they feel threatened and endangered, I never actually know when this alarm would resonate within my body. Today my fear had left me. They fear as an instinct to survive, since they still have the urge to live. Most of them fear death, they fear natural things they see everyday, they fear the things they cannot normally explain, and they fear the unknown waiting to haunt them when they least expect it. But do you know the most fearsome thing in the world?

"Oh wow- that's specific. But I get it... being crushed has got to be one of the worst ways to go." He sighed. "Sorry this date now took kind of a morbid turn. But tell me something you're scared of." I grinned wide. "At the risk of sounding like a complete wienie, I'm scared of lots of things. I don't like snakes, spiders, really any kind of large bug, and I'm scared of drowning or burning. I also listen to a lot of true crime, so I'd say that alone puts me on edge the majority of the time, especially when it's dark."

"That's fine. I will build it." Suddenly, I wanted to tell him everything about myself. Every single event, my childhood, my dreams, my plans, and my goals. Frowning, I bit my lip and quickly changed the conversation. "I like the color, White. I have trypanophobia which is fear of needles or injections, and ophidiophobia, a fear of snakes-" "Snakes? I think you are not afraid of my snake for sure." He added in between. If I was drinking water, I would have coughed it.

"Lisa, I can't let you shut me out. We need to face this together. Tell me, what is it that consumes your thoughts?" Lisa's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing to find the right words to express her fears. She hesitated, her eyes darting away briefly before locking with his again. "I'm scared, Adrien," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Scared of the consequences, scared of the pain... and scared of losing myself in the process."

We've never even had a proper conversation, yet he can tell a secret I always try to hide from people's eyes so easily. "What's that?" I ask unconsciously. He slows and waits till I fall in line with his steps. His gaze is on me as he says, "You fear the dark, Mare. Someone whom many wolves and Alphas feel threatened by, yet it's the dark that tops your list of fears." He chuckles to himself because even I can see that it is ridiculous. I justify it with a pout. "Everyone's scared of the dark. It just depends who's brave enough to stand it."