Angrophobia

Angrophobia - Fear of anger or of becoming angry.

When I was little, I had this anger problem that I couldn't really control. Nobody really knew about it except for me. Let me tell you of an example. I would sit and do my math homework, but then suddenly I wouldn't understand one of the problems. I would look at it again and again. I would sit there and think, "UGH. I can't do this!", and become very angry and upset with myself. I could feel the heat burning up my face as my cheeks would grow red. My eyebrows would scrunch up as more and more things would agitate me. My pencil would probably break and I'd throw it across the room. It's possible that if the paper weren't all that important that I might have just crumpled up the paper very tightly between my hands. Tears would fall from my eyes. I'd grip on to something tightly and scream with my mouth closed. I didn't want anybody to know that I was angry. After a few moments I'd calm down, but soon after I'd have a nervous break down. I'd start bawling wondering why I act like this and why I can't just do a simple math problem. When that happened, all of my problems would just cloud my brain and I'd scream and cry for moments on end. Overtime I learned to handle my anger problem better. I learned to actually calm down and soon I'd be happy again. However, even though I don't really have frequent temper tantrums now, it took me a while to become this way. I've broken closets, beds, patio stairs, papers, clothing, my hair, bottles, and much more. So this problem I had when I was younger--it doesn't mean anything...right?

Cleptophobia

Cleptophobia- Fear of stealing.

When I was younger I went to a store called the Rag Shop. Well I believe that's what it was called. Anyway, I was a lot younger back then. My cousin would buy these tiny, colorful, fuzzy bears that you could buy at the Rag Shop. My mother never had a reason to go to that store, so my cousin just gave me one of hers. Soon enough, I was begging my mom to let me go there. We went a couple of times, and one of the times I was playing with a small, fuzzy pink bear. I pretended like I forgot I had it in my hand and walked out the store with my family. No wonder somebody thought I was a bad influence.

Geliophobia

Geliophobia- Fear of laughter.

They say that laughter is a smile having an orgasm.

Cyclophobia

Cyclophobia- Fear of bicycles.

When I was younger, my mother's boyfriend had given me an old bike for me to use. I was young though, so I could not ride around my complex by myself. I had my mom watch me outside while I rode my bike. It was a cute bike. It was purple and had neon splatters on it. The bike even had beads on the wheels! I loved that bike. I was riding one day while my mom was watching me. I was riding fine, but I almost stopped and kind of dazed across the street. I still had my feet on the pedals and soon the bike just tipped over. I fell face forward into the black top. I slowly got up, wailing, with scratches and a chipped tooth. My mother came to me and cleaned me up. She was angry, but not at me. She was angry at the fact that I had chipped my tooth that happened to be permanent. This had to be the second time I had fallen face forward into the ground while riding my bike. I don't know why I would just let myself fall. Perhaps I had a short attention span back then. They should have a warning on bikes. "ALWAYS WEAR YOUR HELMET. DO NOT RIDE AT NIGHT. WARNING: DO NOT USE IF YOU HAVE A.D.D." Maybe it would have prevented me from having a chipped smile.

Agyrophobia

Agyrophobia- Fear of streets or crossing the street.

I was walking home from the bus stop one time in my old home, when I used to live with my grandma, and I almost got hit by a car. I didn't even hear the car though. All I did was look to my left and there was a silver car. My eyes widened and I just kept walking. Never let your 6 year old walk home.