My Fear of the Dark
“Rubyn go get my purse out of the car please” mom says. It’s a late autumn night in November as I walk to the car I feel as if someone or something is following me but who is it. Suddenly I hear the leaves ruffle against each other and with a great jolt I run back house. Imagine feeling like this every time you walk at side the house well you might not know but every time this happens I am terrified. I guess you could say that I’m scared of the dark or that I am very paranoid.