Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Journal #25: Fear
Fear... When I think of fear I probably think about things that I am afraid of. I am afraid of nuns and the dark. Nun really scare me because one time at Sam's club I was in the bathroom with my mom. She was still in the stall when I walked out. Anyway, I walked out of the stall and this nun lady was walking by. Apparently I walked out in front of her and made her run into me. She grabbed my arm ans lectured me because I walked in front of her without saying anything. She basically told me that all kids of my generation were rude and inconsiderate. I do agree with her that some of the people that are around my age can be very rude to people of her old age, but I really was not trying to be rude and I did not even recognize that I walked in front of her until she grabbed my arm and was yelling at me. I think that this is one of the scariest moments of my life because it involved someone that I was not familiar with. I was playing volleyball at a tournament and the coach from Loyola University in Chicago came up and talked to my coach about me and if I had any interest in playing volleyball for that school when I go to college. I flat out told my coach no because I am so scared of nuns that I refuse to go to a Catholic college where there might be nuns on the campus. By the way, when I was having trouble with my eyes I had to go to the Springfield Clinic, and I think that every nun in Springfield was there. It was the worst place that I have ever been. I think that it might have been scarier that walking alone at night in downtown Atlanta. The other fear that I have is the fear of the dark. I think that I am scared not only of the dark itself, but what or who could be hiding in the dark and waiting to come and get me.
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