When I was younger, I had this fear whenever my mom would leave the house (whether she was going to the market, visiting my aunt, or just picking up my cousin), where I would hold her abaya tightly and won’t let go of it, whine, and beg her to not to take a step outside the house.

 I was terrified that something horrible would happen to her, and I would not know.

Obviously, I am a master when it comes to imagining or expecting the worse. So, you know that I made up and thought of a million traumatizing scenarios, and that constant overthinking was eating me alive. So, the entire time she was away, I would sit by the phone, wait for a good amount of time, and if she didn’t answer, I would buzz her phone with calls, and drown her in questions (where, why, and when).

I believe that this fear was first born when I understood that death knows no time, location, or age. And as the eldest, I was overwhelmed with the responsibilities I would have to take thinking of my younger siblings.

And that is when I realized that my mom is the most important person in my entire world.

Speaking of intense emotions, feeling fear or being scared is not very fun, sure intense emotions aren’t always scary emotions but most of the time they are.

Let me give you an experience of when I felt extremely scared, last summer which is not that long ago, I was having a fun conversation with my cousins while looking over the balcony admiring Morocco’s beautiful ocean, when all of a sudden I see my little cousin and brother going over the rocks, I kept a close eye at that moment because if you fall from there you would be dangerously injured and might even drown. Anyways, I kept a very close eye just in case anything happens, I was very worried because they were playing football, the only problem is the place they were playing at isn’t the safest to play ball, to be completely honest I have an overthinking problem and I always imagine the worst of everything which is a bad habit.

Back to the main story, when I was keeping a close eye on them, my cousin who’s my age was calling me but I was too spaced out to hear anything until my cousin shook me and as soon as I turned to look at him, I could hear my little cousin scream, I got so scared that I ran outside to them but I was too late because I saw a huge man pick my brother up and run, at this point I was panicking and picked my cousin up and ran inside looking for my mother and aunt, as soon as I found them I told them everything while sobbing, but what concerned me most is my mom was laughing, then my cousins, aunts and mother disappeared, I was genuinely scared to the point I felt like I would vomit right away, but to my surprise, I woke up and it was all a dream.

I was coming back home with my parents from a hair salon that was near our house. I was really excited to show my friend’s newly cut and styled hair. My parents were talking and overall, it was a calm ride home when suddenly, I hear my mother screaming.

I was very confused. I didn’t understand what was happening until I realized, we were in a car accident. It didn’t feel real. It felt like I was in a nightmare waiting for it to end. But what I thought was my nightmare, became my reality. Once the realization had occurred, the car behind us crashed into our car and crashing us into the pickup truck in front of us. The horrible screeching noise from the tires of the car put me on high alert. The guy behind us kept crashing into our car and weirdly enough, I was able to count how many times he bumped our car. It was around 4 times. I was in a state of hyperventilation. I was screaming and sobbing. I couldn’t feel my arms nor my legs. I never felt this scared before. Once it all stopped, my parents looked at me with full concern. They told me to calm down, but I couldn’t. I was praying that everything would be okay. My dad got out of the car and came to comfort me. He hugged me tightly and offered me water until I calmed down. My mom injured her knees but, she persisted to come and check on me. My dad was really upset and argued with the guy that crashed into us.

After things slowly started to calm down, the adrenaline started to wear off and I started to feel the pain on my jaw. It was really painful. My jaw was severely bruised but thankfully, it wasn’t anything serious. The ambulance came in to check our vitals and by a miracle, we were all fine. I still think about it from time to time. Though, I sometimes have my guard up when we are driving just to be prepared. It was overall a very terrifying experience.

August 2024, my siblings and I took a flight from Moscow, Russia to Dubai, UAE. I took some nausea medication, and strapped into my seat, knowing me and my siblings always get nauseous during flights. I have an extreme phobia of heights, and being 40,000 feet into the air only made it worse. After take-off, I believed the worst was behind us, so I finally opened my eyes, and picked a movie to watch during this 6 hour flight. However, without warning, turbulence began, and my thoughts wandered to the worst possibilities. I felt like a fish out of water, unable to breathe. I started thinking about how this entire plane could come down at any second. Whispering my prayers silently, and gripping onto the arm rest till my knuckles turned white. Fear consumed my thoughts and spread to my hands making me tremble. After a short while, the turbulence had calmed down and I felt a lot better.

Fears can sometimes be irrational and you shouldn’t let it control you, we shouldn’t settle with just being comfortable.  but other times fear is important to keep us out of danger and it's the reason a lot of us are alive.

So I was in Poland in the winter, with my family to enjoy our Winter break there ,it was an amazing vacation , the weather there was wonderful and unforgettable ,but there was a specific thing that happened to me that made me regret all my life decisions, well it was a normal Sunday when me and family decided to visit the old town shop to go shopping before we come back to the uae . We arrived there after an hour and a half cause it was really far , I started to shop and got many things from there so imagine going shopping and holding many bags in your arm that was me that day , While I was walking back to the car I started seeing birds specifically crows those black scary ones . I thought they were just passing by but no these birds had something different in mind they started flying around me like I’m a piece of chocolate , I started screaming and everyone around me was watching in silence and laughing , excuse you I was panicking and these people are laughing! well I tried running away but no these crows kept following me everywhere.

So I decided to be smart, throw my bags, and run to distract them. Thankfully this idea worked out. I stayed in the car for a while, and when they finally moved away, I realized that I had been carrying a bag of chips on me this whole time attracting all the birds. Ive now learned my lesson to never carry food around birds again .

"Fear,” or in other words, being scared, is something that you will feel at least once in your life. Being scared does not mean that you are weak; it just means that you are brave enough to face your fears.

One Sunday morning, my brother called and told me something devastating; he told me that my favorite person had passed away. My grandma had passed away that morning. I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my chest. At that moment, I was devastated, depressed, and frightened. I was scared out of my mind. That day was the worst thing that ever happened to me because my worst fear came true. I got butterflies in my stomach thinking about my favorite person passing away. Words cannot express how frightened and depressed I was at that time. Every individual has a different reaction to fear, and my response was just shutting down completely at the news I found out. My mind went blank, and I could not even utter a single word to respond to what my brother had told me that day, but I overcame that sense of fear by remembering all the pleasant moments we had together and by praying for her every passing moment.

In conclusion, being scared is somewhat of a rite of passage everybody goes through to shape themselves as a person, and it is okay to feel scared and be sad because these moments are what shape you as a person.

It was back when I was in the eighth grade. I went to bed like usual, but then I woke up, although I wasn’t really awake. The blanket was covering my face, so I couldn’t see anything. Then, all of a sudden, I could hear whispers in my left ear. It was a woman with a raspy voice whispering in my ears. It was my first time encountering sleep paralysis. Just as I was about to turn to my left to scream at her to go away, I realized I couldn’t move because I was paralyzed. In that moment, I felt my heart skip a beat. Suddenly, I felt shivers going down my spine. This was my first time experiencing true terror. In that moment, I started praying to God to please help me. There was nothing else to do but wait. And that’s what I did.

I’m all grown up now and over it now. However, that wasn’t the case when it first happened. I would go to bed scared to sleep because I didn’t want to see her again. I would move my fingers constantly, making sure that I wasn’t paralyzed. I may be over it now, but her voice will haunt me forever.

When she gave birth to my brother, the doctors made a huge medical error that caused a problem in her stomach. She went to another hospital for treatments, but nothing changed until three years. This medical error required her to travel abroad to Germany for treatment since their treatments were better than ours at that time. The government allowed her to choose one person to go with her to, so she chose my father to take care of her if she needed some help there.

I stayed with my grandparents since no one was at our house. Every night, I put my favorite piece of cloth that belonged to my mother with her favorite perfume sprayed on it beside me because that made me feel that she’s right next to me while she was very far away. My biggest fear was that my mother would never come back home again and that I would never see her again. These thoughts were killing me every night since I was very worried about her and afraid of losing her forever.

After three months, my grandmother dressed me up for my kindergarten graduation party. I was very upset because my parents were not attending the party to see me. However, my grandparents told me that they would come instead of my parents, so that made me feel a bit happy. When the party started, I saw my parents sitting on the front row, and I was very surprised because they never told me that they were coming, although I was in contact with them every day.

Now that she’s back home safely and her medical issue has been solved already, I value every moment we share together, grateful for her presence in my life. I wish that she could stay with me forever, as her laughter and love bring joy and happiness to my life.

The day of the funeral felt unreal. Everything felt eerie and scary, like in a horror movie. Everyone around me was crying, and still, I couldn’t come to terms with the fact that she was really gone. Does that mean she’s alone now? Does she feel scared? Is she all alone? I have all these people around me, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt more alone and scared in my entire life.

And in that moment, I knew that a long life is not promised. The only thing that’s promised to us is death, and who knows, the next funeral could be mine. The fact that I could die at any moment, that God could take me from this world, was honestly terrifying. Would people miss me? Would anyone care? Was I ready to be gone? All these questions raced through my head.

It’s been four years since she’s been gone, and I miss her more than anything, and I hope she’s happy now, in a better place. I don’t think I knew what true fear felt like until my life took a huge turn in a matter of seconds. I guess you could say I’m scared of change, or maybe I’m scared of the unknown. But what I know for sure is in that moment, I found out what true fear and worry felt like.

I was nine years old at the time, meaning this took place ten years ago. This was one of the scariest problems that took place in my childhood. Whenever I look back at these times, I remember being very frightened that something would happen to my father.

His road to remission was very rocky, we had to travel all the way to the United States just so he could get the best treatment. Seeing him go through chemotherapy shattered my heart into pieces. Although I was still a child, seeing my father so weak and tired petrified me, I had to process the idea of never seeing him again. I felt as if i grew ten years in the span of ten minutes, the intensity of these thoughts made my mind numb.

In the years following, I felt relieved to know that he went into remission. And just when we thought he was fine, my fathers cells rejected. It was the same fear all over again, a never ending cycle of worried thoughts. The only difference was that I am now a teenager.

Seeing my mother so worried and stressed regarding the state of my fathers illness made me feel very melancholic and surreal. Out of all of us, my mother had been taking this the hardest, she had to make the decision of separating from her children for the sole purpose of being there for my father in his time of need. In my eyes… she is my hero.

Today, my father occasionally visits the hospital throughout the week to receive radiation therapy. Although it is more dangerous, I feel as if I am not as scared as I used to be. I get to accompany him sometimes during his hospital visits. Knowing he is in good hands gets rid of my fear of losing him, I cannot imagine a life without my father.

 Last Halloween, my friends and I decided to visit a haunted house. I was excited but also very scared. As we approached the entrance, my heart started racing. The outside of the haunted house looked creepy, with dark shadows and strange noises coming from inside.

When we stepped through the door, I held my friends' hands tightly. The air was chilly, and I could hear spooky sounds like screams and thunder. Then, we saw a ghost floating in front of us! I screamed and jumped back My mind was racing with thoughts of what might happen next.

Every room we entered was scarier than the last. There were monsters, cobwebs, and even a fake graveyard. I could feel my stomach twist with fear, but I didn’t want to be the only one to leave. My friends were brave, and I wanted to be brave too. We laughed nervously at each scary thing we saw.

My mind was racing with thoughts of what might happen next.

In the end, we made it through the haunted house. I felt proud of myself for facing my fear. Even though I was scared, the experience was thrilling, and I felt happy that I shared it with my friends. I will always remember that spooky night.

My grandma had always been a strong and loving woman. She shared stories with me, baked cookies, and taught me how to knit. The thought of her being sick made my heart ache. I felt a heavy sadness wash over me. I worried about her pain and if she would get better. I wanted to help her, but I didn’t know how.

I thought about all the times we spent together, and I felt scared that those moments might change forever. I wanted to hold her hand and tell her everything would be okay, but I knew that wasn't something I could promise.
Even now, I carry that sadness with me. It reminds me to cherish the time I have with my loved ones and to always say "I love you “because we never know what tomorrow will bring.

When she gave birth to my brother, the doctors made a huge medical error that caused a problem in her stomach. She went to another hospital for treatments, but nothing changed until three years. This medical error required her to travel abroad to Germany for treatment.

I stayed with my grandparents while my mother was away. Every night, I'd put my favorite piece of cloth that belonged to my mother sprayed with her perfume beside me, feeling like she was still with me even though she was very far away. But my biggest fear was that she would never come back. I worried about what life would be like without her and the thought of losing her forever.

As I lay in the dim light of my grandparents' house, scary images filled my mind. I imagined my mother in a hospital room, surrounded by strangers, her voice fading away. I worried about what life would be like without her laughter and warmth.

After three months, my grandmother dressed me up for my kindergarten graduation party. I was upset because my parents weren't attending, but my grandparents told me that they would come instead of them so that made me feel a bit happy. When the party started, I was surprised because I saw my parents sitting on the front row, they haven’t told me that they would to surprise me and actually that is still the best surprise that happened in my entire life.

Now that my mother is back home safely and her medical issue is solved, I'm grateful for her presence in my life and wish she could stay with me forever, as her laughter and love bring joy and happiness to my life. I appreciate every moment we share together. I can’t imagine my life without her as she is my biggest supporter.

But this one time my family and I were planning to go on a vacation in winter to london city,and this story happens when I was nine years old when my father decided to book a hotel in Knightsbridge.

I was so glad that my dad chosed that place and area because everything was close to us,and the story begins when my family decided that they wanted to get dinner,but I wasn’t in the mood to go out with them,my mother was worrying what might happen to me in the room alone,so I told her that everything will be fine.

After I tried to convince her she agreed.and after they left after a few minutes a random stranger knocked the door,I was surprised that my family came so quick but I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t someone else I was scared to open the door.

But then I realized that it wasn’t my family there isn’t any nose  my siblings are usually the most annoying people, so I knew it wasn’t my family the guy wanted to make sure that no one was in there, after a minute he tried to unlock the door buy using a long sharp metal.

At that moment I didn’t know what to do I was worried that he might open the door in any second.

I was so frightened so I tried to call the reception but nobody was answering or maybe I called the wrong number,after that I called my father and I told him about the hole thing,my father was calming me down.and the stranger was still trying to open the door I was crying so hard.after a few minutes I heard the police was coming upstairs to the room to check on me the person that tried to open the door weren’t there,nobody saw him and my family came to.

After that nobody knows anything about that scary and “mysterious person”at the end of the day lve now learned my lesson that I should’ve not stayed at the room alone.

All of us had scary moments in our life, there are so many moments in my life, I always remember, one of the many moments I remember.

Before a few years my mother had pain and problems in her stomach every single day ,l didn't see my mother painful before or in my life, she was always showing us that's she is good, the only way she could be rid of her pain was using pain killer, she dose not care of her health, if one of her children in the same case she will run immediately to the hospital, every day we blame her she was always ignoring us and didn't listen ,she hats the situation of being a patient in the hospital, and also telling us I am fine there is no need to worry about me.

Then came the day I was scared of, one day at 5 am I was the only one whose weak up in the home, I heard very lawed sonde came from the other room, I run so fast to the room my mother was so painful and screaming, I don't know what to do, she start vomiting non- stop, 1 immediately go to my brother room to weak him up, it was so bad day, All the time she was having Large kidney stones, and then she did her first surgery. All of us was so scared and worried.

After the surgery normally she have pain, but after a few weeks she become good and normal, l thank god that my mother become good.

 Having divorced parents is stressful especially since they are from different countries, I moved 4 times in the past six years between Jeddah and Dubai. Moving to my father was frustrating since I never met him, nor my siblings,  I was 13 at the time, and I was worried about how to fit in with my family and new friends but now looking back, and realizing during this time I lost the true me, I turned into a whole new person with a whole new personality and it wasn't worth everything. Finding myself was very dreadful and all of this took a toll on me. 

Living without a mom was not easy, especially as a teenager, my older sister and stepmom helped me during all of this, it was not as bad as what I had in mind, they guided me with my difficulties. 

I held into the past for too long and it came to me that is for the best that I moved here, I met amazing people, friendships, the opportunity to get to know my family members and get the education I needed, it's almost the 7^th year of me living in Dubai, I'm so snugged into my new cozy home it feels like I never moved. 

The last time I felt this way was when I was waiting for the results of my math exam. I was incredibly stressed because the exam was difficult, and I was worried about whether I would pass. I had worked extremely hard, and the thought of failing meant I wouldn’t pass the class. While waiting for my grades, the anxiety seemed to build up even more. But in the end, I passed and ended up with a good mark! I was so relieved after all that worry.

From this experience, I learned a valuable lesson. I realized that I shouldn’t let fear, stress, and anxiety control me. If you study and prepare well, everything usually works out okay. Don’t let fear hold you back in life. Believe in yourself, trust in God’s plan, and stay calm through it all. Keep the faith, work hard, and don’t let fear stop you from reaching your goals.

The teacher handed us the field trip papers in the classroom. The papers are required to be signed by our parents for their permission for us to attend the trip to IMG. We went back home, and I immediately called my classmates if they were going to attend the trip.

After a while, we have all decided that we are going to be present tomorrow for the field trip. I gave my field trip paper to my mom for her signature. Furthermore, she signed the paper and gave me money for tomorrow’s field trip.

The next day, we all gathered around at the front of the school right after the morning ceremony. We all handed our papers to the teacher. In addition, the teacher read us the rules and regulations that has been set for our safety during the field trip.

We all boarded the bus and went to IMG. On arrival, we were amazed by the sheer number of games and rides that IMG offered. Specifically, the roller coaster that had us in awe. One of my classmates suggested that we should all try the roller coaster ride.

I was scared of the roller coaster ride, and I notified my classmates of my fear. After few encouraging words from my classmates, I decided to face my fears of roller coasters. My classmates and I went for a roller coaster ride, and after the ride has come to a stop, I felt happy.

The moral of the story is we should not fear something that we haven’t experienced and never judge a book by its cover. Thanks to my classmates encouraging words I faced my fears. Having a supportive environment, people, or person could motivate anyone.

Corrected Version:

Every year, our school arranges a field trip to boost the students’ morale. One year, the school organized a trip to IMG, an amusement park in Dubai that offers roller coaster rides, arcade games, and dedicated zones for guests.

The teacher handed us the field trip forms in the classroom. These forms needed to be signed by our parents to grant permission for us to attend the trip to IMG. I went home and immediately called my classmates to see if they were planning to attend the trip.

After a while, we all decided that we would attend the field trip the next day. I gave my form to my mom for her signature. She signed the form and gave me money for the trip.

The next day, we all gathered in front of the school right after the morning assembly. We handed our forms to the teacher, who then read us the rules and regulations set for our safety during the field trip.

We all boarded the bus and headed to IMG. Upon arrival, we were amazed by the number of games and rides available. The roller coaster, in particular, left us in awe. One of my classmates suggested that we all try the roller coaster ride.

I was scared of the roller coaster and told my classmates about my fear. After a few encouraging words from them, I decided to face my fear of roller coasters. My classmates and I went on the roller coaster, and after the ride ended, I felt happy.

The moral of the story is that we should not fear something we haven’t experienced and never judge a book by its cover. Thanks to my classmates’ encouraging words, I faced my fears. Having a supportive environment, people, or person can motivate anyone.

My body had the audacity to make me need the bathroom, but we were in the middle of the desert at the time, and it was night, it was very dark.

My mom that day didn’t really care, she just told me to go behind a tree or something. I was terrified of dark because just like a said I was 7, also in that day I saw a sleeping snake, none of one noticed it except me, so the fear was doubled. I don’t know if my mom was doing this on purpose to help me with my fear, or she was busy, or she didn’t really care, but then she told the maid to come with me, even though the maid was with me, I was still scared, then I ran as fast as I could to my mom.

But nowadays, I fought my fear and now I prefer staying in my dark room than the living room.

That night was one of the scariest night in my life and I will never forgot that night.

One Monday night at 2am in the middle of the night I was studying for finals and I was so nervous and scared and honestly I wasn’t confident in my self and overwhelmed so I decided to just call it a night and go to ed so I don’t be tired tomorrow morning,so while i was trying to sleep i heard the ambulance siren out side but I didn’t really care and it didn’t really bother me however the siren kept getting closer and closer to my house so i got worried but just kept listening to the siren until the ambulance siren got really loud so I immediately got out of bed and looked outside from my bedroom window and saw the ambulance van in my house, so I calmly left my room to check up on my siblings but they do stupid stuff all the time so I wasn’t too worried, however when I opened my bedroom i saw my dad standing there because he heard my door opened and he said “it’s your mother”,not to be dramatic or anything but after hearing those words coming out of his mouth I immediately started sobbing and i fell on the floor because I couldn’t feel my legs and i just kept screaming and yelling at my dad for being so calm and because i wanted to go with my mother to the hospital but I didn’t even give him a chance to talk so the i fainted because i kept overthinking and I’m just dramatic like that but my dad per usual he calmly put me to bed and told me it was nothing and she just had i really bad headache but i just didn’t believe him.

Thankfully he was telling the truth my mother was in fact fine and was just being dramatic and my family kept making fun of me and eventually it became an inside joke and I’m still embarrassed about it.

Bing scared it’s so normal every person when They here screaming They feel scared .

When I was sick, I felt scared and uncomfortable. It began with a sudden fever, chills, and body aches that made me feel weak I had a tumor in my hand and I was very afraid. I searched for the symptoms that I feel on one of the sites (Google) and the replies scared me some of what After I was scared of the electronic sites that there is a danger to the situation I consulted one of the doctors and the doctor laughed and said there is no need to be afraid Everything you search for in Google comes the opposite so you are in good health and this tumor is a simple thing with the days see it disappears with except

. I worried about what might be wrong and how long it would last. My anxiety grew as I looked up symptoms online, which only made me more anxious.

I tried to take care of myself by drinking fluids, resting, and taking medicine, but the uncertainty was overwhelming. Gradually, as I started to recover, my fear faded. I learned that focusing on simple things like resting and staying hydrated helped me feel better. This experience showed me how fear can grow when we’re uncertain, but also how taking practical steps can help us manage it.

In the car, she asked me about a message she hadn’t received. I told her I had no idea, and when she asked me which card I had used, I said it was the red one. She told me that was her work card, and only her work could view the massage. I was so scared because it was all my fault and she is not allowed to use it without a permission. I wished I had asked first. My sister said she would try to contact her workplace, though it would be difficult, and see what could do about it.

The water sparkled under the sun, but I saw how big and deep it was. I was scared that I might fall in. The boat began to move, and I could hear the engine roar. We sped across the water, and the wind rushed past me, making my hair fly everywhere. I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach as the boat moved.

As we went further away from the place everything looked smaller. I worried about getting lost at the sea, even though I knew the driver knew every spot . Every wave made the boat bounce, and I felt even tighter. But then, I took a deep breath and tried to enjoy the ride. The view was beautiful, and the sun felt warm on my face. Slowly, my fear turned into joy. By the end of the trip, I smiled, feeling proud that I faced my scary feeling and had a great adventure.

At first, I didn’t realize what had happened. I looked around, thinking I would find my mom and my dad quickly. But as I scanned the crowd, I couldn’t find them anywhere. I started to realized that I was lost. I kept looking around, hoping to see my parents, but I couldn’t. I was terrified and didn’t know what to do. All I could think about was how scared I was and how much I wanted to find my mom and dad. The feeling of being alone is such a huge. I remember thinking that I might never find them again, which only made me cry harder.

Then, a kind woman came up to me. She saw that I was upset and asked me if I was lost. She told me everything would be okay and took me to a security guard. The guard told me to calm down and they will help me to find my parents . I felt so relieved when I saw them. That day taught me to stay close to my family in crowded places and to ask for help if I need it.

My heart started to race when I saw the dark cat. It stared straight at me, hiding in the shadows. It felt like it was watching me, and I couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling in my stomach.

I thought about closing the curtains, but I was too scared to move. My mind was full of thoughts about what might happen, I tried to focus on the TV again but I kept looking at the window. After a few minutes the cat slowly stood up stretched, and walked away into the darkness.

I took a deep breath and felt a bit better. I reminded myself that it was just a cat and that I was safe in my home. Still, that night, I kept the lights on feeling jumpy and alert, until morning came. It was a night I would not forget.

It was the morning of the first day of school, and I was feeling incredibly stressed. The thought of going back to school for the very last time made me feel even more apprehensive of what has yet to come.

As I was getting ready to leave I noticed how my brother looked so unbothered. It was as if he was as cold as ice!

I felt even more discouraged looking at him; nonetheless I had to leave, or I would be late.

As I walked into school, I felt many emotions even though I've done this a million times before. I still felt anxious and scared, however when I saw my friends I felt some reassurance. I remembered how they were always here for me when I felt anxious, and I quickly realized that I wasn't alone, and that they also experienced the same things that I felt on my way to school.

In the end, I felt like I finished the first day of school in a blink of an eye ,and I realized that as long as I do well and not overthink everything I will be just fine.

She explained that she had something called cardiovascular disease , which means a group of disorders of the heart and blood vessels. It was causing her to feel tired and out of breath all the time. I didn't understand what that meant, but I could tell she was worried. She said that she needed to take some medicine to help her heart beat normally again.

I was scared and didn't know what to do. I didn't want my mom to be sick.

But my mom told me that she was going to be okay, and that she would take good care of herself. She told me that she would be fine as long as she took her medicine and went to her doctor appointments. I felt better knowing that she was going to be okay, but I was still worried about her.

It all started when my family decided it would be a good idea to visit a waterpark last year during summer break. I have a fear of drowning and deep swimming pools, yet I was still excited to go. In my mind, I imagined the waterpark would only have slippery slides and shallow pools. There was one ride I had my eye on a towering red slide that looked incredibly intriguing. When my mom agreed to let me go on the slide, my happiness went through the roof. I had no idea what was coming...

As I waited for the worker to push the button so I could slide down, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Finally, the button was pressed, and I zoomed down the tall red slide. It was thrilling until I reached the bottom. I hadn’t realized the water would be deep. I tried to swim up, but the water was too high. Panic set in, making everything worse. I genuinely thought I was going to die that day. I felt myself gasping for air, struggling to stay afloat.

Suddenly, I felt a hand grab mine, pulling me to the surface. It was the lifeguard. I couldn’t breathe properly, feeling like my lungs were full of water. It took a while for me to realize I had been saved. I was crying hysterically, and when my parents arrived to comfort me, they made sure I was okay before we left for home.

After that terrifying incident, my fear of drowning became much worse. Now, I never want to see or hear about any kind of waterpark or swimming pool again.

Now in my class ,I have some friend but I still feel scared to talk with some girls in my class. I try to talk with them to get away from my fear .

Sometimes i feel afraid when i think about emsat exam and the university that i want . I don't   know from where to start and what subject i will book her first for emsat. I'm afraid when i think it's possible that the grades i'm going to get are not the same as i want or that the difference is to little.

I'm thinking about what if i can't get into the university i want? What's going to happen? Would i be sad? I think i won't be sad ,Why? Because i have more than 3 options such as a disciplines and universitys i want to go .

When i feel afraid, I try as much as i can to remove my fear and trust myself so that i don't get my fear out of me ,I try to get as far away as possible from thinking that causes my fear and stop it before it starts

I remember that one time I felt petrified. It was a Friday noon, when me and my cousins were playing hide and seek in my grandfather’s living room. We were running around like hyenas ignoring the fact that most of the furniture was made of glass and acrylic. Earlier that day, my aunt warned us, and told us to be extremely careful when playing around the room, but kids being kids, we’ve ignored her words and started the game. A few minutes into the games, my sister slipped on the floor and bumped her head hard on the corner of a thin glass table which cut right through her forehead leaving her bleeding heavily and screaming out of pain. Ambulance cars arriving at my grandfather’s house, my parents panicking, everyone sitting patiently with a worried look on their faces. I felt my blood run cold, tears started running down my eyes, questions popping in my head, is she going to make it? will she lose her memory? I was frightened.

Most kids at such a young age don’t realize how bad the consequences can be. From that moment, I promised myself to warn my little cousins whenever I see a glass or an acrylic furniture around the room. These moments that we’ve experienced in the past could be traumatizing. However, we always end up learning an important thing, which is a life lesson.

I will take about the last time I felt scared it was in last weekend, when me and my friends went to a trip to the beach, I was packing my bag, I was was so scared from the beach. When in think of being in the beach this makes me nervous . I've always been afraid of the beach, with the loud waves, strong winds. But, I didn't want my fear to ruin the experience for my friends, so I decided to face it .

When we reached to the beach, the sound of the waves against us scared me. I feel like something was pushing me. But, my friends supported me, and they helped me to take small steps to the water. At first, it was hard , but with each step, I feel more confident. We stayed the whole day playing games, building sandcastles, and even going to swim.

The day finished and I have an amazing time at the beach. Being with my friends make me had more fun .

The fun activities helped me overcome my fear. By the end of the day, I was laughing and having so much fun that I almost forgot about my fear .

What is a hobby well a hobby is a fun activity you do in your free time  that adds to your knowledge it is such a great way to spend your free time instead of laying down in bed for hours like most people do know a days it’s heartbreaking that this is the reality that we live in , According to the latest available data, the average person spends 6 hours and 40 minutes per day on screens connected to the internet which is mind blowing and really concerning especially with the alpha generation.

There are many hobbies that you can adapt to your daily lives her are some examples that you might be interested in such as cooking many people enjoy cooking and creating new recipes and flavors another hobby is practicing yoga and Pilates speaking of Pilates woman are getting obsessed with this practice it’s going viral , none the less a hobby can be easy as writing or reading as long as you do something that is beneficial it is a win instead of rotting in bed for a hole day .

In conclusion you need to adapt a hobby in to your day to day life because it would have a huge impact in your personality , knowledge and in some hobby’s health as well and the ironic thing is that a big chunk of people don’t really know the importance of a hobby so by writing this essay I’d like to shed some light on this topic and educate people so they are aware .