Cockroaches are yucky, slimy creatures. They crawl up and down, run on the tables, scurry across the counters and hide in dark corners. Every time I see this brown creepy crawly, my heart stops, and then starts pounding like crazy. I start hyperventilating and my legs are not in my control. I scream and dart across the room. 
One time, I ran out in the yard and would not go in until the alien creature was removed.
Which makes me think, this has to be more than just an ordinary fear; I think it’s a phobia! Upon further research I discovered that fear of cockroaches has been classified as ‘katsaridaphobia.’ We all know phobia stems from childhood traumas, and they are extreme fears. I just can’t seem to remember what exactly it was that has made me feel this way.
All I know is that for as long as I can remember, I have been petrified of these insects.
My parents tried to help me overcome this fear by making me kill one every time we were blessed with its presence. Did it work? Well, if it did, would I be writing this piece? And so, for a long time my parents thought that I just acted like a scared little girl. Now I can tell them that they were wrong. I have a REAL phobia.
Lesson derived: Knowledge is power. Use it to your advantage! Oh and shun cockroaches... they suck!
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