A Note On ' I Woke Up And I Felt Scared '

Do all living things fear something? Those with minds surely have many and various fears, but even the simplest organisms must have fear, for fear is such a powerful feeling. Fear is all around us and is felt in every corner of the earth. Fear is the emotion or feeling that a living creature gets when its physical or mental life is interrupted by a change that causes the creature concern.

Scarlett awoke to the sound of her alarm and a pounding at the door, "Turn that blasted thing off!" her aunt Beatrice bellowed from the other side. Groggily, Scarlett sat up and groped around her side table for the alarm clock. She shut it off and sat in place for a few seconds to collect her bearings. Scarlett swayed slightly as she stood from the bed and walked slowly towards her door, noting the fact that her aunt was gone, she headed to the bathroom. Doing routine things like; peeing, brushing her teeth, and combing her hair into two pigtails at the sides of her head. She then headed back to her room and dressed for school in her white tank top and red hoodie. Grabbing her ipod, headphones, and school bag she sat down at the front door

The air was warming up our part of the state Kansas City , I wasn't thinking . I stopped for a second I felt a cold breeze in my face , the wind was blowing at a slow pace it was warm but yet cold . I went inside , where the tv was already turned out . On the table there was a cup of Starbucks , with French toast . Someone was in here , in my own house , and since I was in the cabin , which was ten miles away from my house . I didn't notice who entered my house . I grabbed a baseball bat , set the keys down on the table and went to the living room . On the couch I found my friend, maylee . " What are you doing here maylee ?" I asked . She was just laying down eating a bag of lays , like any other white girl would . Ummm no wonder the Starbucks on the table .

Once the alarm went off, both girls groaned wanting to sleep for another hour. Unfortunately, dinner with the Hollis' was happening very shortly. Both girls got out of their bed and walked over to the bathroom to freshen up. Carmilla washed her face as Laura brushed her teeth, vice versa. Once they we're woken up, Carmilla walked over to her dresser while Laura walked over to her closet. Laura pulled out a lovely form fitting black dress that showed off her neck and her toned arms. Carmilla slid into her infamous leather pants, threw on a black tank, and topped it with a black blazer with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. "Hey Laura, can you pass me my red heels?"

“NOW!” Iris says almost knocking me over. I roll my eyes and walk over to her bed. She points her finger at a blue and silver duffle bag. I zip it open and pull out a pink ombre set of bed sheets. I make her bed in an instant, making sure her electric blanket is plugged in and, see I get a top bunk. I moan and pick up my heavy bags. Alicia walks up to me, then looks down at me.

They walked to the one at the end of the hall first- it was a good-sized bathroom, which Allie liked- she appreciated having a bathing room with a water pump- she despised having to have a chamber pot in the bedroom they way they did at home. Her grandmother had a bathroom, but still kept what she referred to as a “slop jar” in her

I woke up later when I heard some rattling at the door handle. Panicked, I call out “Ethan, is that you?” As soon as I said that, the rattling stopped and I could hear footsteps in the hallway as the front door slammed open. But there wasn’t anybody there. I screamed as loud as I could and not even two minutes later Ethan was running inside to find me. “What’s wrong?!” He asked looking terrified. “Nothing, just a bad dream I guess.” I said with tears streaming down my cheeks. “That doesn’t explain why the door was open.” He said sternly. I insisted he should go home and he gave me his phone number in case I needed anything. I tried as hard as I could to stay awake, but eventually I succumbed to my

Echo came out of the bathroom with her medium length, wavy, dark brown hair in a high ponytail. She wore a pair of maroon skinny jeans with a plain black short sleeved shirt. She slipped on some shoes, and grabbed a bag from the wardrobe and put in it her book of life. “You ready?” she asked Quinn who was still sitting on the chair got up and nodded her head.

The woman stepped forward, smoothing her apron. “I’m Johanna.” Her lips curled into a pleasant smile and she placed her hand over the child’s shoulder. “This one is Shawn. Off to bed with you.”

In the morning, it felt like a regular day. Lyla woke up to complete silence. She rolled out of bed, sliding her feet into her slippers and picked up the clothes that she’d picked out yesterday to wear today at school. She opened her bedroom door and walked down the narrow hallway to the bathroom, stopping at her sister’s room.

"It was a good movie!" He shouted, and she laughed more before she finally calmed down and stood. She playfully smacked Sam's shoulder, and then she ran up to her room to change for school. She changed into a black v-neck with a green tank top under it. Jaylee paired her shirt with a pair of high rise denim shorts, and her green Sperry's. She placed a headband in her hair, grabbed her keys and books, and made her way to the kitchen. Her mom was sitting at the table, eating a cup of yogurt.

She dried herself off, toweling off her hair before wrapping the towel around herself. Grabbing her brush off of her counter, she went to her bedroom to search her closet. It wouldn’t take her long to get dressed; she already knew what she wanted to wear. She had an emerald green dress that cut off at her knees and showed off her figure without giving too much away. She brushed her hair as she pushed back all of her work clothes to reach the small collection of dresses she owned.

Denny O’Callaghan woke to see bloodstains on his pillow, his bedsheets. He closed his eyes, groaned and rolled over. Maybe, he figured, he could fall back asleep. Blot out of his mind what he’d just seen. But the back of his head throbbed. He touched it and felt a bump the size of an egg, and his hair was sticky and matted there. His throat was so dry. He coughed. Blurry memories, specters nearly, from the night before flitted about in his mind’s eye. Vaguely shifting images. Incomplete. He’d been drinking tequila shots with the guys from the firehouse. Yelling. And then—nothing. He hoped if he kept his eyes closed long enough, maybe it would all go away.

Veronica walked into the kitchen, fresh, clean, and free from the dream of earlier. She wore only a casual outfit of jeans and camisole top. No need to dress up if she had the evening off. She brewed a pot of extremely strong coffee and ate a slice of dry toast as she waited. She never was a huge breakfast eater. She saw an open box of cereal with loose cereal pieces on the counter. She rolled her eyes as she cleaned up the mess and put the box away. The open box was one of her biggest pet peeves.

Fear is the number one obstacle everyone must overcome at some point in their life. When the word fear is brought up I like to think of past situations that I experienced. There are many different methods used to conquer and learn from our fears such and exposure therapy, having a growth mindset, and thinking positive. For example, when I was younger fear was my worst enemy, School was the main reason that caused my fear. My fear of failure was my biggest obstacle growing up so I used that as a method to learn from my fears.