Day 9: 1984

You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.

A moth. Not just your common or garden type of moth, but a big daddy moth that just feels the need to fly at my face or just beside my ear. I hate them with a passion. My dad always used to say to me ‘They’re more scared of you than you are of them.’ Wanna bet, I think you’ll find that I’m far more scared in this situation and as I’ve grown up nothing has changed apart from the fact that I have to pretend I’m all brave in front of the sprog so that I don’t pass my fear on to him.

It’s bringing me out in a cold sweat just thinking about it!