Synonym For Scared Novels & Stories

“I came back to make sure no one decides our future without us.” Tahimik siyang nakatingin. “I wasn’t scared,” sabi niya bigla. “Earlier?” “Yes. Because you weren’t scared.” May humigpit sa dibdib ko. Business meetings don’t shake me. But this, this does. Hinaplos ko ang buhok niya. “Being brave doesn’t mean I’m not scared,” sabi ko. “It means I don’t let fear choose for me.” Tahimik siya.

bulong ko, halos hindi marinig, "I... I've been so scared. I didn't know if I could... if I could ever be enough." "Anak," sagot niya, may lambing at tibay, "It's okay to be scared. Being brave doesn't mean you aren't afraid. It means you face it anyway. And you don't have to face it alone. I'm here. Always." Napaiyak ako nang dahan-dahan, iniikot ang towel sa kamay ko, nanginginig sa gitna ng takot at kaluwagan.

Lalo na kapag pinagbibintangan siya sa isang bagay na hindi naman niya ginawa. “How dare you talk back to me like that? You think I am scared of you—-” “I said, you're scared that he might lose interest in you because of me, Olga. Being scared of losing him and being scared of me are two different things with different meanings, Olga. Please, broaden your comprehension.”

Frustrated and fucking scared. Hindi ako mapakali. Uupo, tatayo at hahakbang palapit sa harapan ng dahon ng pinto. Tititig na para bang nakikita ko ang nangyayari sa loob. What the hell, my heart was beating too loud and fast. I am fucking scared.

he mumbled. My heart softened. Ngayon ko lang nakitang ganito sa Accius. He's like a scared big baby. Takot maiwan. Takot na iwan ko. His voice was shaking, and he sounded scared of something. I bit my lower lip to stop myself being emotional. "What are you scared of, Accius? There's nothing to be scared of. Calm down," marahan kong sabi. I can feel his tensed body. He's still breathing heavily. Hindi pa rin kalmado.

“Why do you sound like you’re saying goodbye?” Ngumiti ako, pero hindi umabot sa mga mata. “I’m not.” Tahimik ulit. Hangin lang at alon. Pero nang tumingin siya sa akin, may kakaiba. Hindi inosente. Hindi rin lantaran. Pero may alon ng curiosity — halong awa, takot, at hindi maipaliwanag na paghila. “Sometimes,” sabi niya, halos bulong, “you scare me.”

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.

I always see him as a strong man, but I guess even strong people can still feel scared. "Okay, cling your arm to my arm if you’re afraid." "I said I’m not afraid!" “Okay, okay!" I said, "Chill, bro." "Tsk, don’t bro me, I ain’t your brother." Sinamahan ko siya papunta sa bangkay at sabay namin itong pinagmasdan.

Napapitlag ako, nang hawakan niya ako sa magkabila kong siko. Naguluhan ako sa naging reaksyon niya. Naroon ang pag-aalala. Ngunit, bakit parang nababanaag ko na mas lamang ang takot, sa kaniyang mga mata? Para siyang ingat na ingat, na baka makagawa na naman siya ng isang bagay na ikagagalit ko sa kaniya. “I’m… I’m sorry, Syd. Did I scare you or what? How can I make it up to you?”

tawag n'ya at mabilis na tinawid ang pagitan nilang dalawa at niyakap ito ng mahigpit. "Fvck! You scared me to death!" mababanaag ang takot sa boses na sabi n'ya rito. Ngayon n'ya lang nararamdaman ang sobrang takot at hinding-hindi n'ya gusto ang ganitong pakiramdam.