Fear

Fear was her only friend in these days. It took her hand and guided her along the roads of the unknown, telling her to fear every shadow and every figure and every soul that crossed her path. It kept her sheltered and safe and alive. It help her see through the day, and held her hand in the fog, and listen for any breath or whisper of misfortune that would forsake her. In the moments she were afraid - it held open its dark, twisting arms and held her close till it felt as if she were no long in a safe embrace, but a suffocating mask.

Fear was what brought her up, helped her survive and live and see the next morning sunrise. Yet one day, she knew, fear would bring her crashing down.

It built her up and would break her back to the dirt she was born in.

While she hid, she knew. She was not to fear the shadows, for she was them. She was not to fear the breath, for it was hers - echoed through the halls of her empty mind. She was not to fear her own fear. It was only a projection created by herself for she had nothing else to feel.

No happiness, no sadness, nothing. Only fear that coursed through her blood to keep her alive. To keep her Human.

For the only thing to truly fear, she knew. The only thing to fear was the man that did not fear.

For once you cease to fear, you cease to be Human.
 
When you fear fear you forget what the man, that doesn't fear fear, can do in the face of the fear that everyone else fears and no one dares to not fear this thing that everyone fears because it is fear itself that makes everything fear what they know is fear.
 
Fear was what brought her up, helped her survive and live and see the next morning sunrise. Yet one day, she knew, fear would bring her crashing down.
When u accidentally predict stuff in your writing. (AKA Merina was so afraid of losing the guy she loved that she drove him away lmao)
@ShovelAilor