What am I afraid of? Well, don't laughm but I dislike the dark especially after I've had a bad dream. I feel like something might jump out of the darkness at any moment and grab me. When I hear noises in the dark it always scares me too. I always hear things that probably aren't even there. It just sends chills down my spine. I'm am also scared of fire - seriously, I can't even light a match! I'm always scared that I'll get burnt. I can't have candles because of it. I always have to use an already lit candle my mum has going.

Now my biggest fear is my fear of heights - this developed quite suddenly when I was in Year 6 and my class had gone for a day trip to some activity place. We were rowing boats, climbing rocks and doing all kinds of things like riding bikes and using skates. Apart from the fact that I was never able to skate, certainly never in-liners, I actually threw myself off the climbing wall when I realised just how high I was up! Later we had to ride these bikes across some rocky mountain and this very thin road which had not fences so anyone could have fallen off. I just stopped dead while everyone cycled off. Mr. Baker who was my teacher asked me what was wrong and I said I just couldn't do it - I was too scared. I hated how high it was an I just felt terrified. I couldn't move. In the end I was told to just cycle up and down the street. My then friend Vicky cycled with me and I was just so shocked at how scared I was.

Since then I have always been afraid of heights and it seems to get worse and worse. Whever I go to Lakeside I can't go near the see-through window showing you just how high up you are. I hate going up in anything. Just think of it something gives me the shivers. Once I curled myself into a ball and cried when I was in a high up place. Another time when I was in Year 10 we were doing the Sponsered Walk my school did to raise money for school stuff. We'd walk across the sea wall and it was a very muddy, rainy day to begin with but the rain cleared up. The muddy puddles didn't as the pathway was ruined and we were forced to walk across and three foot wall to avoid walking in them. I tell you, I would have jumped into the mud happily - I hated being on that wall. I felt as if I would tumble to my death! At three feet? I know it's sad. I was holding on to my friend Megan's coat the whole time, saying just how scared I was. After I got off that wall I swear I felt like crying and my heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat and hear it in my ears.

That is my worst fear - heights, and the fear of falling.


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