Getting….Smaller
Getting….
Smaller.. Smaller.. Smaller.. Smaller.. Smaller.. Smaller.. Smaller..
Elevators have radically changed the kind of approach that I take on traveling from one level to another in a building and also whom I travel with while in them. Some people are terrified of the dark, dogs, flying, and some people are even scared of peanut butter sticking to the top of their mouth as for me my horrifying fear lies in ELEVATORS.
One of the many reasons why my life with the monster machines have been so traumatizing is when I was younger my big sister would frighten me by leaping up and down and saying that the lift was about to plunge to the bottom of the basement. The childhood that I dealt with was filled with moments of pain which clarifies my now Phobia. Many of these disturbances still unfortunately reoccur in my life at this point. Just this summer my sister inserted a new memory of fear into my life.
The sun was beating down that day from the extreme heat that Savannah produces during the summer. We had just driven back in town from Hilton Head to meet my sisters boyfriend, Jamie for lunch and to make a
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