Dad .... " I felt my knees go weak my father laid in a bloody heap on the floor , his eyes wide , but empty . Before I could react I heard screams coming down the stairs , it was my mother . Without a second thought I tore up the stairs , stomach already churning in fear of what I 'd see next .

Question: What was I afraid of .
Answer: I was afraid that a ghost was upstairs .I was afraid that I would not pass the test .I was afraid that my mother was dead .I was afraid that my father would beat me .