Worst fear ever

The creepy, dark, and haunting basement was one of my biggest fears. The worst part is that I will probably never get over that. It just happens to be that when I was little I never liked to be left places that I knew I couldn’t defend myself. What if something jumped out in front of me and like, hit me. I would just stand there and cry and wouldn’t know what to do. Well actually I would probably jump, fall to my knees, and then cry. My dad or one of my older brothers would always have to come with me down there. Never once would I be the one to go down there all by my lonesome. I had to be down there every night unless I wanted to take a bath instead of a shower. We never really had a normal house. Our shower was built in the far basement and we had a bathtub in the regular bathroom. It was just an awkward place for a shower I thought. Once we finally got a normal shower in the bathroom upstairs there was really no reason for me to go to the basement. Actually there was I lied. My dogs were also down there. When I wanted to spend time with them I had to go down there. Although I was down there a lot to see them I was still never over my biggest fear. I knew that they would protect me but it was just the feeling of not liking my basement. So I just learned to really suck up to my brothers. They were my big security blanket. After we moved out of that house I was never really scared of any more basements. If I were to go back to that house I would definitely not be able to go in the basement.

As the boys are left to fend for themselves on this island they face one of their biggest fears and that is the beasie. As some of the boys realize that the bestie is not real others tend to stuggle with fears of their own.