Narrator: Robert
I thought it was a fictional song dedicated to America but it’s not a mere fantasy.
We’re about to travel to the ‘Hotel California’ and it was located in the town of Todos Santos on Baja California Sur, which is about 1,000 miles (1,609 km) south of San Diego and 48 miles (77km) north of Cabo San Lucas.
Narrator: WILLIAMIt was a dull black Saturday night when I ride a train in the subway to travel along my way
I am William and Hydrophobia is my waterloo it is the fear of water. This is my childhood nightmare during a summer morning of 1997 I was a little weak child. I jumped into a deep blue sea with my friends when suddenly the current change and I felt suffocated when the water entered my mouth and my body collapsed until I was drowned. I thought I was dead but my sister saved me from the trouble. Back then I’m helpless and I got a phobia with water. My mother forbids me to swim in the river, lakes, and othe
It’s a jungle out there. Trees grow all around you in the forest, birds and wild animals are nearby in the woods, and other eerie sounds coming up from somewhere. Those clouds block out the moonlight, though it keeps on playing peekaboo trust me, I know.I am Travis and I joined my wicked friends playing hide and seek one midnight in the forest. It was a terrible night because the full moon encircled the who
I am Stefanie and soon I will become a valedictorian at my university. They said I have the guts but my problem was my weakness. Anthropophobia is a fear of rejection created by people. I got this during kindergarten where I faced my childhood classmates and my teacher with a sudden nervousness and shock. I was about to explain my family tree when three of my classmates mocked my sketch and compared it to the faces of monkeys. They laughed so hard until I can’t take what they have said and I tore my sketch with a loud cry. My teacher defends me but the pupils keep on mocking and bullied me until I reached high school.
I am Belinda and I have a fear in corpse. It was all started when I saw a dead person in in the hospital where my father worked as a doctor during my childhood. I do believe in ghost stories about the people who died in the hospital and how they wandered in the afterlife.
My name is Brendan and I am Professor and I have Phasmophobia or fear of ghost that’s why I got my silver ring engraves of a Crow that symbolizes the spirit.
My name is Paris and I am an architect. Designing buildings and other physical structures were my job and being a perfectionist fit my personality. One thing is for sure, I hate mirrors.Catoptrophobia is a fear of mirrors. It’s all started back in my high school life where I face myself in the mirror and I’m really disappointed when I saw the fat and ugly looks of me. Nasty boys bullied me and pretty girls hate me that is why I change my whole lifestyle, clothes, hobbies even my family and my work.
Narrator: WILLIAM I opened my eyes; I woke up from total wary darkness of a faraway dimension that no other man can fully understand. It was just like drowning in a deep blue sea and someone gave you air to breathe and you are forced to come back to life. I wasn’t prepared but I wandered into a place where I sat in an elegant seat of moving Ferris wheel, surrounded
Narrator: Robert I thought it was a fictional song dedicated to America but it’s not a mere fantasy. We’re about to travel to the ‘Hotel California’ and it was located in the town of Todos Santos on Baja California Sur, which is about 1,000 miles (1,609 km) south of San Diego and 48 miles (77km) north of Cabo San Lucas.
Life is full of surprises. When I arrived at my destination I used to take a train to reach the other town to negotiate with my boss for business purposes.
Every morning has a new beginning.It was Easter Sunday and we decided to go to church.The bell rang from the highest tower beside the church; we entered and sat down as the preacher delivered the word of God through Homily. According to Proverbs of Solomon son of David, king of Israel: “the fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge” (Prov 1:7). It
We go back from consciousness and we woke up inside the train. The lights go back to their life and the engine moves smoothly. We looked around and we saw the Shinigami from the other side sat down on a magnificent couch waiting for us.
Narrator: WILLIAM I opened my eyes; I woke up from total wary darkness of a faraway dimension that no other man can fully understand. It was just like drowning in a deep blue sea and someone gave you air to breathe and you are forced to come back to life. I wasn’t prepared but I wandered into a place where I sat in an elegant seat of moving Ferris wheel, surrounded
My name is Paris and I am an architect. Designing buildings and other physical structures were my job and being a perfectionist fit my personality. One thing is for sure, I hate mirrors.Catoptrophobia is a fear of mirrors. It’s all started back in my high school life where I face myself in the mirror and I’m really disappointed when I saw the fat and ugly looks of me. Nasty boys bullied me and pretty girls hate me that is why I change my whole lifestyle, clothes, hobbies even my family and my work.
My name is Brendan and I am Professor and I have Phasmophobia or fear of ghost that’s why I got my silver ring engraves of a Crow that symbolizes the spirit.
I am Belinda and I have a fear in corpse. It was all started when I saw a dead person in in the hospital where my father worked as a doctor during my childhood. I do believe in ghost stories about the people who died in the hospital and how they wandered in the afterlife.
I am Stefanie and soon I will become a valedictorian at my university. They said I have the guts but my problem was my weakness. Anthropophobia is a fear of rejection created by people. I got this during kindergarten where I faced my childhood classmates and my teacher with a sudden nervousness and shock. I was about to explain my family tree when three of my classmates mocked my sketch and compared it to the faces of monkeys. They laughed so hard until I can’t take what they have said and I tore my sketch with a loud cry. My teacher defends me but the pupils keep on mocking and bullied me until I reached high school.