Most open heights, I can't stand it. I mean, I have to be WAYYY up there. I can handle 100 feet or so, but like 6 stories or higher, I start to get a little shakey.

Spiders. I can't stand them. I see those little ones on the wall and I freak out and have my dad kill them for me. The huge wolf spiders I have to share the bathroom with at camp are not fun either, especially when you are showering and have a huge hairy spider right next to you. Last year I pratically streaked across camp when "Fred" the resident of the bathroom paid a visit to me in the shower. Fred is huge, he is about the size of an orange, diameter wise. S-I-C-K. Bugs in general freak me out, I can't handle insects at all.

Dark basements. OMG, I HATE OUR BASEMENT! Our stairway has no door. In order to get from the family room into the kitchen and the rest of the house you have to walk past the pitch black stairwell, I am always afraid something is going to jump out at me. When I am "walking' back up the stairs, I have to run, because I think that something will come out of the basement and chace me up the stairs. HATE IT!!