Short Story. Spanish and English versions. I used to be a person without fear, adrenaline junkie, so my death does not mean anything, but from that day, ah death become my obsession, I have fear, I have fear of getting sick and dying, I have fear of going out and in the street someone decides to take my life, doctors have a term "Hypochondriac" they said, but I knew exactly what I was and was not that, it was something else.