Our macabre journey through the alphabet continues and this week we reach the letter 'N'. Choosing the word for this week's drabble proved tricky as there are so many suitable choices, in the end I chose something a little bit humorous :-)
If you've not read the previous drabbles in this series then you will find them all here:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/welcome-to-first-drabble-in-my-new.html
N is for Necrophobia
I first discovered my fear of dead bodies at a young age. My nan had died and when my parents took me to view the body I freaked. Not so strange you might think, but it wasn’t grief which scared me.
The same happened at the death of my parents and then at the sight of a car crash. Whenever I saw a dead body fear overwhelmed me.
It’s not been that big a deal except for those few occasions. Of course things are different now and a paralysing terror of dead bodies isn’t that helpful during the zombie apocalypse.
oh, ooh dear.
ReplyDelete(I'd be in the same boat)
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