You know when you have a fear you've had and some things in your life had made it worse? Well that happened to me. And I'm trapped in a room full of it. Why? Because I slapped my brother in the arm because he wouldn't leave me alone. Yes that is what happens when me and him share a hotel room for a week. So call me a baby for my fears, I don't care. Say I have anger issues, i don't care. I can fight back. So that fear is.....the dark. And I am trapped in a dark room for an hour as a punishment for hitting my brother softly for me anyway. So "yay"
