I have a legit fear. I do, and it's not funny, regardless of the many people that laughed at me. What is this fear you ask? Well,
I have Philophobia. Now I know what your thinking. Isn't that the fear of a duck watching you wherever you go? NO. First of all, that's Anatidaephobia. Second of all, that is the absolutely the most RIDICULOUS fear I have ever heard of. Philophobia is the fear of falling in love. Very cheesy, I know. Yet love is getting stuck in a cage in your heart, where the only person that can get you out is that certain person. That certain person can either open the cage door and accept you, leave you there forever, or, which I fear the most... Crush you and the cage, the heart with it. I tell my friends this, yet they say that love is "beautiful" and "an absolute part of life". They also laugh and say I'll fall in love eventually. Ick. Like that'll happen. I so have happened though to avoid every boy at Verton private school. Although it was very easy, since out of 200 sophomores, 40 of them are boys. The lack of boys is because Verton was originally an all girl's school from 1890 to 1999. I was happy about the lack of males, despite the other girl's complaints of wanting true love. Everything was A-Okay, avoiding boys, getting work done, until my 19 year old sister, Lily, got murdered at a friend's party. A crazy kid went and stabbed my sister and ten other girls, although only two died. One was Lily. I still remember the smirk on the murderer's face he gave me before they led him out of the court room. He was her age. That smirk still scares me today. Although my sister wanted me to fall in love, and it was frickin annoying, I still loved her deeply. She loved me like I was her child, and it pains me every time I think about her. Yet that's the problem at this moment. I have to move to a crappy stack of bricks known as Earnchester Public School, which had 70% boys. I know it was gonna be hell, But I didn't even expect... him. The stalker, the Annoying flirt, the alien from WAY to far a planet to understand English (or girl to be specific). But everyone else calls him,
Carson James.
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Philo
Teen FictionPaisley Rose, drama (acting) addict and clumsy, has as she said a "legit" fear. Philophobia, which is the fear of falling in love. She avoids boys as much as possible, especially at her old school. When her older sister dies of murder, they move fro...