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Being Afraid

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Have you ever been afraid? Does a thunder and lightning storm make your heart beat fast? Maybe your mouth goes dry when your teacher announces a pop quiz, or your palms sweat when it's your turn to give your book report in front of the class. Perhaps you get butterflies in your tummy when you see that cute someone. I am afraid of being alone in a large, dark house with multiple levels because you will never know who is around the corner. You will never know who is hiding in a closet and you will never know who is on the opposite side of the house. And you may never know.
My whole life I have been surrounded with numerous family members constantly in and out of the house. There was always so much going on that I never really had the time to be afraid of my own house. After much thought, when I was 11 years old, my parents decided that we needed a bigger house. They put forth the effort to build a gigantic house that is now too big for the amount of people that live there. Never did I experience the fear that I have of being afraid in a large house until I was much older. This is interesting isn’t it? Most people would assume that the prime time for being afraid is when you are of a younger age. But then again we all are afraid from time to time. That’s true no matter how big we are or brave we can be. I suddenly became some sort of an only child at the age of 13. My siblings moved out and off to college which left me home alone to experience my biggest fear. It wasn’t until my freshman year when I realized that I was afraid of my very own house.
Have you ever wondered why being scared causes your heart to beat faster and breaths to become quicker? It all began one fall evening when I caught a ride home from volleyball with a friend because my mother was in the library for mutual that evening. It was starting to get darker earlier and a little bit colder outside. As I entered my home my hands were full of bags. I could...

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