Pavophobia

People seem to share common fears. Such as fear of heights, fear of clowns, fear of snakes, fear of spiders, fear of falling, fear of dying, and so on and so forth. But my fear is a little more.... complicated. I am deathly afraid of peacocks. Here in the Denver Zoo, they let peacocks roam the entire zoo. It. Drives. Me. Nuts. My fear developed at the Zoo, actually.

It was a normal weekday, and my mom, little sister and I ventured out on an epic adventure to the zoo. I never really minded peacocks then, but I was an oblivious 8- year old, s nothing phased me. But this changed everything.

We were just enjoying the animals, riding the Merry- Go- Round and all that when a peacock started to get really close to me. I mean REALLY close. It was inching its way over to me, I thought I was gonna die, right there, at the zoo. Then it tried to bite me!! I then found myself running away and screaming while an "elegant bird that's allowed to do whatever the hell it wants" chased me! I was traumatized.

My next encounter occurred in 7th grade. It was the Denver Zoo field trip. I was with some friends and I told them about my relationship with peacocks... and how it didn't work out in the end. They laughed. I don't blame them.

So we are wandering the zoo, when the devil's animal crossed my path. All my friends laughed again, and admired its "beautiful feathers". I was pretty sure it was the same damn peacock from 5 years prior. It squawked at me!! It made all these horrible noises, and glared at me. At that point, I knew we were natural enemies. For good old times, it chased me around for a few. But this time was worse. All the peacocks must have blue tooth or something to communicate with. Because they all gathered together to gang up on me! The word must've got out about the little, terrified 8 year old's return to the zoo. I was in shock, and booked it. I ran from the polar bears, to about the monkeys.

In conclusion, don't fuck with peacocks.

Hi, my name is Kenzie Smith, and I have Pavophobia.

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