No adventure starts off with fear. You usually begin with a journey and fear comes as you get farther off into the adventure. An antagonist appears half way into the story and you are forced to do something most don't do: save the world.
Well this adventure starts of with fear. Yes, in the first hour of posting my first entry asking you to come on an adventure, the fear and adrenaline has come.
I am waiting... waiting... staring at my blackened phone screen waiting for my friend's test message to arrive. One minute passes. Then two minutes. Finally, the screen lights up and my phone buzzes. I grab my phone and read the text. We are acting like little kitty cats climbing up posts and scratching up walls. Everyone seems perfectly fine, but then a gruesome fear hits.
I stare into the darkness of my bedroom and almost cry from the fear that has poured onto my soul. I jump and and scurry through everything I have, searching for my bright L.E.D. Flashlight. What is wrong with me, I wonder, I am not usually like this.
And its true. I am not. I am usually a very brave person who never has any fear. But why would i be soaked in an ocean of fear from staring into the darkness?
Finally, I find my flashlight. I click it on as fast as I possibly can and a light blue aurora fills my once darkened room.
I sigh with relief, but i still feel adrenaline rushing through my veins. I turn off the flashlight when I have cooled down a bit, but when i do the fear instantly returns.
"Leave!" I beg, on the verge of crying, "Leave me!" The fear will not go. I must give in and turn the light back on. So I do.
And now i sit here writing this. The event that happened only 20 minutes ago. My Flashlight is still on next to me, but it is flickering. I sure hope it doesn't go out... but I cant prevent that. It is almost already dead.
I will have to face my fears (no matter how odd they may seem right now!).
 dark-reasoner · Sat Jan 02, 2010 @ 08:29am · 2 Comments |
