Monters Under My Bed

When I say monsters under my bed, I don't mean that I have the Boogy Man living under my bed. I mean I have fears that face everyday. I have three fears that will stick with me for the rest of my life: spiders, failure and death, those are my personal monters.

Spiders scare me. There is no other bug on this planet that has the same affect on me that a spider does. The way they run with those eight hairy legs send chills down my spine. Their fangs and many eyes scare me beyond belief. I rather face a shark than a spider.

Failure is my weakness. I'm so scared to fail that I don't even try half the time, which lowers my confidence level. I've seen people fall hard from something that they didn't succed and I had to never wan to see that happen to me.

Death. That is the only that stops me in my tracks. I am a christian, but I doubt a lot. Everytime I think about death my heart beats at a rapid pace, I breathe heavily, I start to cry. When that thought crosses my mind, I find something else to distract me from it. Spiders and failure don't compare to death on the scare factor.