My tangible fear? Moldy bread. You never know when someone might give you a sandwich with bread that has been sitting out just a bit too long. Another would be carnival rides. Not as stable amusement park rides so its hard to ride those with the fear that at some point, the whole cart might fly off.
My intangible fear would be that I'm claustrophobic. I hate the feeling of being all crunched together and not getting to stretch my legs out. While not as prevalent, I also have anatidaephobia...
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