noahdark

Is there a word for, the fear of being unprepared to see what is hidden?

Guilt, a hindrance. Mourning is for when you're dead.

The Accident. I woke up in a daze, rubbing my eyes, confused by the unfamiliar surrounding. As I struggled to get up, I felt a sharp pain at the back of my neck... I couldn't. My throat was dry so reached for the glass of water on the night stand and drank it slowly. As I start to feel more awake, I realize that there was a young man with brown hair, sleeping on a chair beside my bed. I choked on the water and coughed, waking this sleeping man. He stood up, walked over and leaned close to me, staring at me with his dark brown eyes. I stared right back, looking confused. Then he smiled. It was creeping me out till he took a step back and