the dark, etc.

When I see planes flying overhead, I often fear that some sort of underbelly bay door is gonna swing open, and bombs and such are going to start raining down.

I am afraid of getting kicked in the face by a deer. Repeatedly kicked in the face.

Sometimes, I worry that if I look too long at people as I pass them on the 99, they are going to figure out where I live and murder me in my sleep.

I have a deep-seeded fear of being stared at...and of not being looked at enough (2002 throwback).

Despite the Blue Oyster Cult's assurance, I fear the reaper.

I am scared of getting second-hand news. About anything.

Ferris Wheels terrify me.