I'm a fighter. It's pretty easy to provoke me.
I'm logical. I work everything out.
I'm smart. I love research and go by the book.
I'm like a stew; little bit of this, little of that.
I'm loyal. I stick to my family and do anything to protect them.
Fear of weapons, or hoplophobia
Fear of stupidity, or morophobia
Fear of isolation, or isolophobia
Fear of fear, or phobophobia
Fear of loss of family, or thanatophobia
The front door; it's more welcoming, so what's the harm?
The bedroom door; it can't lock, so I can get out quickly.
The slide door; I could break through the glass or undo the blinds to show or escape from what was in there.
Your younger sibling; he hasn't had much in life, and it hasn't really started yet.
Your great-grandma; she's had enough out of life, and she's about to die anyways.
Your mother; you got to know her, and she'll forgive you in Heaven.
Yourself; you could never deal with killing someone else.
It was pretty fun! I'm excited to know my answer.
It was kind of lame... no offense, but it's true...
It was fun, but it was really predictable.
It was okay. Not good, not bad... you know.