My worst f***ing fear

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Hey guys!

A lot of you know my worst fear, right?

Well, if not: I'm afraid of the dark. Really. F***ing. Afraid. Of. The. Dark.

And it sucks really much.

Do you want to know HOW much I'm afraid?

Well, if we say it like this:

So afraid, that when me, dad and mom were walking home at around 22.15 P.M, I had struggles to breath. My heart was hurting a bit when we got home, and when we were walking on a way through the woods, I litterly had to do my best and focus on breathing. It was f***ing hard. But I made it home! Alive! Without lack of air (I think)!

But anywayyy, bye!

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