Growing up, my parents always told me to never be afraid of the dark. I always told them I wasn't but deep down inside I was. They stopped telling me some time after turning 10. I'm 18 now and I am still afraid of the dark. Though I'm left wondering why. It's just something about the loneliness that frightens me. Or maybe it's that you can't see what's REALLY hiding in the dark. The fear gets to be too much sometimes and that stops me from getting my sleep.
It's about twelve in the morning and I'm left alone sitting in my room, in the dark. I refuse to look at anything else other than my ceiling. I take deep breaths in, then out. In Between each breath, I hear what sounds like footsteps walking closer and closer within the second. I must have fallen sleep because I can't remember anything after that, as it is 7 in the morning now.
Fear is pretty strange when you think about it. Even the simplest of things can freak people out. I am Phil Lester, and I have a fear of the dark.
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HorrorGrowing up, Phil was always told to never be afraid of the dark. But deep down he knows that he SHOULD be afraid. Very afraid. There are all kinds of monsters lurking in the dark, in the closet, under the bed. Everywhere. But there is one in partic...
