Scared of the Unknown

I'm scared of a lot of things. I’m scared of spiders, snakes, dying in a gruesome and unmerciful way and much more, but my greatest fear is the black hole that comes every night and engulfs my bedroom so that nightmares may become my dreams. Then it spits my bedroom out and lets the light back in which sometimes I wish it would just have swallowed me alive, but this wish sadly never comes true. Its like the dark sees the light and BOOM its gone as if light was going to smash it to pieces and then get rid of it as if it never existed. Sometimes the dark can be my friend but most of the time it’s the thing I fear most. Leaves me lonely and empty.

The dark can be a little scary but it’s not so much the dark that freaks me out, it’s more the space that the dark fills as if darkness was a sponge soaking up the light so that it disappeared. When put in a dark space, I feel like a blind person trying to find my way. It makes me realize that sight itself is amazing and if I couldn’t see I would be so scared I would be paranoid that something was going to happen to me. Sounds help but sometimes they just make things worse.

I’ve had glasses since the 2nd grade and, of course, each year my eyes worsen, so when I wake up in the middle of the night and I look around my room I don’t see a pile of clothes on the edge of my bed. I see a hungry lion waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. When I look around my room more I don’t see a shadow of the bookcase on my door. I see a ghost trying to blend in with my gleaming ocean blue walls, and at first I’m tricked thinking someone is actually there but I take a second glance and realize that its just my mind trying to create a main character for some story it thinks would be a best seller, but then again what does it know. Then I look at my closet which just happens to hold more dark space, and it is slightly open. I try to focus my practically useless eyes on the sliver of darker darkness and I see someone starring straight back at me. I look away hoping it was only my imagination but still I’m curious as curious george and look again but then the image is gone and my mind is left wondering and thinking if it was real or just my brain and its crazy main character idea. This is one of the main reasons why the dark is not my friend. I’m scared of the unknown.

When I’m in the dark, I can’t see a thing obviously, so I can’t see where I’m going, what I’m doing, or if anyone is with me. When in the dark, I feel alone and kind of out of it for a moment. I feel alone, but there’s that little chance I’m not. But I will never know unless I find the light switch.

I hate how the darkness leaves me asking a whole bunch of questions. It’s like a teacher handing out a piece of paper with symbols on it and saying go. It’s going to leave some questions unanswered and students confused and frustrated. The darkness leaves people guessing what is around them. As a parting gift, it leaves an empty feeling as a keep sake so that it is remembered as the one who let it slip away. Then lonely takes over as if it were some power hungry, egotistic person that couldn’t handle not being in charge. Feeling lonely and empty just aren’t the best way to feel.

These are the reasons I don’t like the dark. I don’t like being alone. I don’t like feeling empty or lonely as if I had no emotions, but most of all I don’t like not knowing what is around me. Scared of the unknown. So when I enter a dark room the first thing I do is…


LOOK FOR THE LIGHT SWITCH.