FRO12 BMD

A few years ago, I was at home in Tennessee. I was having a great day. The weather all weekend was perfect. I was beyond happy.

On my adventure to my room, I had to go through a hallway lined with three mirrors against the wall. My mom had purchased a few new mirrors and was redecorating. We left our doors to our house opened all weekend. Keep in mind, that this is extremely normal in a Tennessee neighborhood especially on a nice day. Why not? As I was walking towards my room, I noticed a weird looking string behind a mirror.

It moved. It was definitely not a string.

It was by biggest fear. It was a snake and it was in my house.

I screamed bloody murder and jumped onto a chair in the bathroom which was right by the snake. I am beyond terrified of snakes. It’s unreal. I screamed, I cried, and I was frozen on the chair.

My mother came running, because she thought that a man was in the house trying to kill me. Yes, that’s how hysterical I was.

I couldn’t even speak. It took all my willpower just to get it out that there was a snake in our hallway. My mother came to the rescue and basically chased it out of the house. I have never had anything like that happen to me.

Let’s just say that I had nightmares for weeks. I even made my mom basically walk me everywhere for the next week and I was extremely paranoid for months later. I constantly had nightmares about snakes being in the room with me hiding and so I frequently had my mom check under the couch, behind doors, or in any spot that a snake could be. It sounds funny. But, it was the worst experience and I am forever scarred.

How I felt in that moment is how I feel now. I am scared. I am scared of what will happen in the next few months.. in the next few years. I constantly play different life scenarios in my head and it scares me what all could go so wrong.

I guess that is life. Things happen. Things change. I might be scared for what is to come in the future, but I’ll take it as it is. What other choice is there?