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Phobia
So, you're on the internet, right? And you just happen to be cruising around, typing in random words, when you feel a cold gust of air slithering across your neck. A shadow falls over your computer. Like a trapped rabbit, you freeze, and time stops with you.
You're apparently in the library alone, and supposed to be working on some project for one teacher or another. Both library assistants are in the back, almost totally out of earshot. What can you do?
The world seems to go in slow-mo as a hand (you're too scared to actually look at it properly) brushes by your ear and presses the Enter key for the Google search engine. You vaguely remember that you were looking for some tidbit on Elizabeth Tudor. Several links appear as your mind continues to blank from fear.
Suddenly, the mysterious hand claps you on the shoulder and a disembodied voice says, "Hey, isn't this for Western Civ?" You jump three feet straight up, then breathe a sigh of relief; it's just Sakura. You can't hide the tremble in your voice, though, when you reply, "What? Oh- um, yeah, it is."
While you chit-chat about so-and-so's stupid project, there lingers a haunting thought in the back of your mind. Never mind, you think. Relax; you probably have alone-a-phobia or something.