You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.
I’ve only done one of the Daily Prompts so far this year, well, ever, actually. But I do see them as catalysts encouraging me to post more often. After seeing todays Daily Prompt, the thoughts in my head went something like this …. “You want me to actually talk about my fears? Out loud? Well, on paper anyway. Okay, so you want me to publish them online for all to see? Uh, no, but thanks for playing!”
I decided to click on some of the other blogs who already posted on this subject to see what they had to say and Purple Rosemary and I clearly were experiencing the same sentiments.
However, after thinking about this for a few minutes, I calmed down and decided to share what used to be my biggest fear. Snakes. For most of my life I’ve been deathly afraid of snakes. Giving out that information to others (especially friends and family) always prompted them to get their jollies by scaring me with pictures of snakes, placing rubber snakes in my desk at work, etc. I even had an ex-boyfriend put a snake in my house after I’d broken up with him. Continue reading