Part of a compilation - Part 3

Being Scared

Okay, so sometimes fear is irrational. It serves no purpose but to cause panic and worry. Everyone is scared of something. Whether it’s scared of talking to boys or even being scared of things like tying your right shoelace before your left. But sometimes there is some reason for being scared, some underlying worry that causes the fear. But the thing to remember is that fear cannot control someone’s life. Everyone is scared of something, even Superman who was scared of Lois Lane yelling at him for being late for dinner.

The Scary Dark and the Really Annoying Brother

‘My fear is sooo not irrational!’ I yelled at my father.

‘Yes it is. You’re nearly an adult now, so I don’t think you should be scared of the dark.’ My dad replied.

Typical. No one ever understood another person’s fear. Especially something that I had a perfectly good reason to be scared of.

I hoped into bed, after checking that all the cupboards were closed and there was no bogey monster under my bed. Then I pulled the covers up above my head and settled down to sleep.

Out of nowhere my brother came and jumped on me.

‘AAARrggHh!’ I screamed and rolled off the bed.

‘Sorry.’ My brother said. ‘I didn’t mean to scare you.’

‘Nah, that’s okay. I wasn’t really scared.’ I replied.

‘Good. Can you come and tuck me into bed?’ My brother asked.

I walked him to his room, all in the dark, and said goodnight. Then I went back into my bed, again ready to sleep.

‘But I can’t sleep.’ A little voice said.

‘AArrgh!’ I screamed as my brother was again standing next to my bed.

How the hell did he manage to get beck into my room, walking alone down the really dark corridor? I was too scared to do it and here was my little brother just doing it without fear!

Now I felt really stupid that my little brother wasn’t scared of the dark, but I was. So I promised myself to stop worrying about the little things but think about what’s important.

‘Okay, hop in.’ I said to my brother, snuggling him next to me in the bed.