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The night is now silent. No more heavy rain. I can just hear the steady baritone of the toads doing their midnight choir. I suddenly wished for a few rain though. It is, after all, almost bed time and it is finally the weekend. Sleep all day, right? But that is fine. We have had too much rainfall from yesterday until today. I hope everyone in areas that get flooded easily are okay.
In no particular order, I present to you guys the things I am afraid of from the top of my head.
I know of no one who would say they "love" the earthquake. Unless that is you, please do tell me why on the comment section. The thing about this earthquake is that I freeze when it happens. Even just a small shake can get me stuck where I am seated. It is like all energy gets drained from me. Then after that my heart starts racing.
My friends know about this. That is why I get calls from them whenever there is a strong one that everyone felt. I am getting over it for quite some time now. I think. I do not want it tested though.
These seemingly innocent creatures chased me before when I was a kid visiting my grandmother on my dad's side in Iloilo. My cousin owns these that time. I was young like four or five I think. To go to my cousin's house, I have to go through the path way outback where these goons are lounging. I got chased by these monsters and I was crying and running going inside their house. I nearly peed in my shorts.
I never got over getting scared of geese. There was this one time just this year on our first visit to my grandmother on my mom's side in Ilocos. I had a chance to bring my bike out and take it for a long ride to the dunes where, I was hoping, I could take a full view of the sea.
I was doing fine riding along the non-elevated streets going to Paoay sand dunes and then these guys show up. Well they did not actually show up out of nowhere. Between me and them, they were residents. From far off I know if I go through there, I will be chased.
They were going from one side to the other and eyeing me. Or I just felt like they were eyeing me. These goons stopped my momentum from going forward. At this point, with just few meters away from my destination I was really thinking twice if I should push through or not.
Thankfully, they got bored waiting for me to dare cross their territory and they decided to go back to the shade. But just to make sure, I did not pass through that side of the street. I went through the other side against the normal flow. That way, if some of them decides it is a fun game to chase me, I have a lot of distance to pedal quickly.
Or Pabo in our local term. Please do correct me if that is wrong. You see, when I was smaller we have a neighbor who owns a couple. This time, I think I was seven (7). They normally keep them caged because they know they chase people and kids. One time me and my friend, the owner, were playing in their yard and for some reason their Turkeys got cut loose. It started chasing us. That was the fastest I have climbed a guava tree. I remember shaking from my perch there and staring at the turkey who was staring at me as well. Now that I think about it, that vertical clearance is not really too high for those two and they could have flew up there with me without effort. I am mighty thankful they did not.
So knowing what a nasty chaser these guys are, I had another incident with another set of them when we were in one of the camp grounds we frequent in. My firend then, was playing guitar and we were singing and then these goons came approaching him. Him. So the attention was not on me. So we started to get up and the leader of their gang is slowly following him. Annoyed by them, he used his guitar that he was holding to put in between him and the turkey and nudged it a bit with it. The turkey got hit lightly with the guitar.
But boy was the Turkey annoyed. The turkey's attention was now on the guitar. Which, my super awesome friend, after hitting the turkey's face, handed me the guitar. Now that I'm holding the guitar, I am the one they started chasing. That got me so angry at my friend and after I was able to dispose off of the guitar (by handing it over to another friend), I started slapping the friend's arm really hard while trying not to cry. We ended up laughing about it anyway.
I am afraid of me.
There is a reason why I love Pink's song "Don't Let me Get Me". I do not relate to most of the verses there but the part where she sings the chorus.. .I felt that in a funny way. Hahaha.
Thank you @Eylz2021 for the tag. I can only go as far as here though. Lols. I am still thinking of other things that I may be afraid of but this will do for now. Hahaha.