[ WP ] Make me terrified of an inanimate object

It's been with you all your life and for a while, it's been your keepsake, your motivation to only become more successful as it continues to fill through your earnings. 
 
 At first you called it a piggy bank, and who could blame you? That's what your parents told you it was when they gave it to you along with the rest of the discount toys and books they picked up at that flea market. Steve The Piggy Bank, that's what you named it informally and that's what stuck around until you reached the end of high school where you named it after yourself. It only made sense, you felt like nothing else defined your joy more than to rattle your personal bank made out of $ 100 bills and dollar coins at that point, especially since it only used to be quarters and the occasional half-dollar from your grandparents. Remember when you learned that it was better to store away those half coins in a collectors binder and only keep the higher-based currency within your personal bank? That was the first time you emptied out the years of coins and varied bills, you felt hollow just looking at it all spread across the floor. Thank god refilling it with your best bills and coins only revitalized you, especially when you shook it to hear the coins rattle inside. Nothing could've beat that feeling for you. 
 
 The feeling was so powerful that you decided you needed the best paying job you could possibly get, no matter what you had to do to get it. A surgeon, a petroleum engineer, the sky was the limit for you as long as that sky rained more money for you to save and embellish yourself within. However, you barely made it out of high school due to you missing so many classes to find time for those off-the-books job shifts and your family was n't on the fortunate side of the economic spectrum so how were you supposed to make it into a good college without a scholarship or the grades to make it in? 
 
 It rattled you for a while, the idea of not being able to hit six digits in your paycheck, but after weeks of research, you decided it was best to move to Finland and take advantage of their free education. It certainly was n't your worst move yet, the idea of moving forward only brought the sensation of your personal bank rattles back into mind. You really do love that feeling. 
 
 I know, it's still hard to identify which of the two was your worst move yet. Maybe it was a couple weeks ago when you got so frustrated with teaching yourself Finnish that you took the nearest thing near you which happened to be your joy and threw it against the wall? In fact, what hurt worse that time? Was it looking at the visible deep crack on the side of it or the left side of your rib cage feeling as if it suddenly snapped when you heard your joy slam against the wall? To add insult to injury, your parents thought it was n't anything a roll of duct tape could n't fix, and they agreed with the doctor when they called it a `` somatic disorder'' or something like that. They called you crazy despite you being able to describe the pain so vividly. You've been dealing with that pain ever since, but you've learned how to control your body well enough so the pain does n't hit its max. 
 
 Maybe your worst move was that near-jerk you did a little earlier after reading this midway through to check what that noise was. Perhaps this is where your injury comes in as a blessing because it did n't let you turn all the way to look at what made that sound. That familiar, dopamine-releasing rattling sound that for once, did n't set off a feeling of joy but fear instead. Maybe because it was coupled with `` Steve says study, or Steve meets ground'' in your own voice. You recognized your voice but how could it have been you when you've been too busy chewing on the side of your index finger while relating to this? It could n't have been you who said that so clearly and now the sound has finally reached you after your attempts to ignore the rattling sound getting closer to your ears. It's so hard to not turn around right now and you're ready to click on another reddit writing prompt thread to read submissions so you do n't have to acknowledge whatever is shadowing over you, reading as well. Please switch back to your tab on Finnish lessons before it shouts `` This is n't Finnish studies'' in a louder, more aggressive tone for the third time.
