What if.

I reckon what scares one out of one's wits is not that potential monster under his bed waiting to devour him. Nor the tacky ghost stories told by the bonfire during a cool night of a summer camp. What scares one out of his wits is really the what if's going on in his head. The idea of a kind of reality that is every bit possible. The kind that has no loop holes or debate against it. The idea of knowing something is able to happen without a doubt. What if I do not do well for the national exams? What if the police actually finds him? What if that very one person you loved with all your heart leaves? What if you never see someone important again? What if?