1. Death. I mean majorly fear death. As in I lie in bed at night and just wonder "If this is all it then...when I die and there's nothing what will happen? Will I just cease to be?"
2. Nuclear war. I live in a big city. I don't fear a country will bomb us. As my mother says "It only takes one mad man,"
3. Puppets, dolls, people in furry costumes. This is completely my mother's fault. She took me to an anti-vivisection event when I was like 2. And there were horrific things there including a man in a big mouse costume with needles and pins in it. So anything puppet, doll or costume like, I freak out.