I'm afraid of being the last person I know alive. I'm afraid of leaving this world to early. I'm afraid of heights if I am not strapped into something or not being held. I'm also deathly afraid of fireworks.
This will sound so silly and irrational to most of you probably, but I have this terrible fear of taxidermy animals. Like the kind in museums and stuff. Those freak me out so bad, and being in a room with them makes me so uncomfortable and kinda panicky. I'm usually all jumpy and tense until I can get to a place without them.
I'm usually ok with little things, like squirrels or small birds, but anything big just gets me.
Heights, bees, wasps, the mutts the Capitol sicced (is it sicced? Or did sic?) on Cato, Katniss, and Peeta who were wolves in the Hunger Games (please excuse the grammar, I haven't slept in like 2 days), and dying having been forgotten. Also, the night terrors I have of me going insane from a drumbeat in my head and sstabbing each of the people I love through the heart with a needle, then piling their bodies in a pile in an empty street and lighting that and myself and everything else on fire. I am afraid.