What if one day you woke up to the realization that you were homeless and did not have a single cent to your name, but the change you picked up from the streets? What if your whole life was just one single canister of despair and hopelessness? Who would you call for help? How would you cope with the loss of status in society? Would anyone care? These are the questions Sarah Grayson ask and deal with everyday of her life, in my novel My Worst Fear. She grew-up in a Christian well-to-do home, without a concern as to what she would eat or where she would sleep. Now she has all these concerns and many more pilling on top of her shoulders. How will she overcome this moment of bleakness? Can the lights of home ever be seen again? Why does she have to live in the reality of her worst fear?