My Biggest Fear.
I cannot believe I'm about to expose myself like this. Deep breaths. Calm down. (I'm Kevin in this picture.) Hey everyone and welcome backzo to month 33 of #faltufridays! I have always been petrified by this one thing (wait wait, I'll expose it soon - right now I need to clickbait) that has made my childhood (and teenage) a living hell. I mean literally. There hasn't been a single party or celebration where this "thing" hasn't marked its grand presence and left me terrified. Yes, guys. You guessed it right (I'm guessing lol) I have an irrational fear of Balloons. I know it sounds extremely stupid, but yes. It is true. If you ask me for the reason behind this fear, I have no clue. I discovered it when I was 4 at a birthday party and a magician had come to perform. With what my vague recollection entails, I remember seeing a glazed balloon being cut into half by an axe, making a booming sound, a brief moment where I felt that I had fainted, and t