Assignment #10 - I'm Scared of Too Many Things - Taylor Galavotti

To best answer this prompt, I'm going to split my answers into 2 categories: Small Things and Big Things.

Small Things
1. The Dark - I've been scared of the dark since I was little as many youngsters were but I never grew out of it. I still run up the stairs as fast as I can when I have to turn the lights off downstairs or worse, when I have to take the trash out and the sun has gone down. I have to walk around to the side of the house where there is no light and throw the bag into the trash can with so much haste that I'm closing the garage door before you can say "Bogeyman." I think the thing that scares me most about the dark is what could be lurking, but in suburban Lexington, it's probably just some overpriced lawn furniture or a lacrosse stick.
2. Haunted Houses - STORY-TIME! When I was in middle school, my friends convinced me to go to Wicked World which is one of those haunted places where there are clowns roaming the grounds and they have scary kneepads that make sparks when they slide on the ground and that's before you even get to the haunted house/asylum/mansion/hospital/anyotherscaryplace. I went, but couldn't bring myself to even go inside the haunted whatever, so I sat outside at the food court area with my friend. I stress ate almost a whole churro and popcorn. Then, one of the clowns came up to us and FLIPPED THE TABLE!!! I screamed and then yelled at the clown-guy and then started crying in true Taylor fashion. I was so distraught after that whole experience that I swore off haunted houses for the rest of my life.

Big Things
1. FAILURE - It seems vague and that's because it is. I've got this perfect life mapped out in my head with a studio apartment in NYC and floor-to-ceiling shelves gushing with books and fake plants and loft bed with lights and posters and pictures and artwork all over the walls and my own screenplay. All these things and I'm so scared they're never going to happen so I play them down so much to the point that I don't even believe they will ever happen to me and I've become content with a life I don't love. I honestly don't know which one is worse.
2. Love? - I don't know if this is a fear so much as it's a confusion. I don't know what my future looks like as far as someone to spend the rest of it with. I always assumed I'd be by myself because that's when I operate the best, but I've been watching WAY too many rom-coms and now I don't know. Will 96 year-old Taylor (I'm not going to live that long) look back on her life and regret not giving anyone a chance or will I be happy I stayed focused on myself? All I know is it's not like the movies.