Irrational Fear
This morning as I was watching tv,
my grandson jumped into my lap and
Held on to me. I was. Surprised at his show of affection, asked him what the matter was.
He pointed at a cockroach in the corner.
Smilingly, I carried him and shooed the cockroach out of the door.
This incident took me decades back, cockroaches were my nightmare.
Even in 5th grade, I have crawled under the bed when I encountered the flying kind.
I used to lie under the bed till my mother came and saved me from this predicament.
Truly, even to this day, the flying cockroach gives me the creeps.
I stand bravely in front of barking dogs and chattering monkeys, but this one thing is a secret I've kept for long. I believe we all have a hidden fear in mind.
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