I’m scared of many things.
Bees are a big one. I hate ’em. As much as I like honey, I wish they would all just die. I’m also afraid of creepy-looking puppets, probably because I was exposed to about 5 of the worst minutes of the movie “Chuckie” when I was a young child and have been scarred ever since.
And anyone who knows me well knows that when there’s a storm approaching, I’m a wreck. Literally, I’m a totally different person when there’s thunder and lightning outside. I was one of those kids who would hide underneath a blanket and cry at the sound of every boom. Continue reading “Waiting in the Hallway”
Brianna Lee Kauffman 