Stories tagged “phobia”
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The Human Cannonball's Greatest Fear
“Mark, what are you talking about? You fly every day!” “That’s completely different. That’s more like a very long jump. This is getting in an oversized Pringles can with pieces of aluminum taped on the side!” Liz shook her head. “Why didn...
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Triskadekaphobia
It was everywhere. This was the last straw. No more would this idiotic figure be present in the human race! No more! I would obliterate it! It would no longer haunt me on every single street! It would no longer be a presence in my life, or anyone’...
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The Box
Suddenly, I notice that there’s music playing. My hands are trembling as I hold my bag; my nails digging deep into the strap and leaving marks there. I am standing in an upright coffin, hanging freely a mile in the air. The box lurches and swings a l...
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Melophobia
Finally I’m home. I remove my ear piece and take my iPod out of my pocket. I don’t switch it off, because I don’t have to. It was never on. My home is simply furnished. There is no television, no radio, but I do own a laptop. Of cours...
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Office Treats [Phobia Challenge]
Cheryl was sweetest lady in the world, who made working at Inatech bearable. She loved Holidays, and spent weeks planning. She brought a smörgåsbord of treats, and each holiday had its own pièce de résistance. Halloween was no exception. She stood ...
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Fear of Being Phobic
“I’ve been to every club in this effing town and I can’t seem to find what I’m looking for!” James complains. “Give it time, James, you’ll find someone,” Jenny tries to convince him. “What if I can&...
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Avoiding the Storm
As the sky began to darken, his pulse quickens. He has to get home before the storm. He runs to his car, fumbling for his keys. He drops them, but quickly recovers and dives into his car. He shoves the key into the ignition, pushing it forward. The car...
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A Fear's Effect
Standing by the wall As the music starts to pound Everybody dancing, moving with the sound Awkwardness, uncertainty A fear that grips my heart It makes my limbs go still In this dance, I don’t take part Climbing up the element Finally reach the t...
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Childhood Fear
“Mama! Mama!” it cried in its mechanical monotone. With tooth-jarring whirrs and screeches, it jerked one foot in front of the other and shuffled towards us. It was hideous, as big as a real toddler but with dead glass eyes and unnaturally ...
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In the Water, Mother Dear
Glee and humidity filled the air around the swimming hole. The latter made Todd’s white T cling to his chest. The former gave his heart a pinch. “Git in the water, Pistol,” cheered his cousin, using Todd’s familiar name rather t...
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THE FACE.
There I am. Here is me. I stare at him. He is me, and his face is mine. The face. Copied verbatim in the cool gleam of the silver. Moonlight’s glare leaves the face in half-shadow. I see it in his face, and feel it in mine. Writhing. Pulsing. I ...