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Pointless Fear.I'm sitting on my couch, watching TV. I am happy. I like this show. I cannot wait to see what happens next. Then, I tense, and I feel as though someone is breathing down the back of my neck. I look over to the windows that surround me, scanning the darkness for eyes. I bunch myself up into a little ball and keep my eyes fixed on the TV. However, I'm not watching it anymore. I can't even see what's on the screen. I jump up and close the blinds on two of the windows. I curse the glass sliding door and the other two windows, which only have see-through lace to cover them. I sit back down in no way content. They can still see from all angles. My mind panics. But no, there's no one out there, you're just been stupid. Oh pitiful attempts to burry my fear. I sit fidgeting on the couch, forcing myself to watch the end of the episode. What was I watching again? I see nothing. Its ok, no one is there, there are no eyes staring at you. Finally, it ends and I jump up once again and turn the TV off
WhiteWhite is all around me. It's... it's the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Everything looks so fresh and soft. I can see everything. The white rabbit runs across the field looking for something to eat. So did the lynx with it's white tufted winter fur. It stalked soundlessly across the snow, leaving imprints in the snow to mark where it had been. The rabbit didn't stand a chance.
I jumped back on the sled and called 'MUSH!' The huskies shot off, racing towards the cute rabbit, but it was too late, all that was left was the red blood stained on the winter floor.
I searched through the forest. Foot prints led off into the distance, followed by the stained blood.
But there were no prints, nothing. Silence. I was terrified alone in a place that should be alive with noise and there was silence...
The Rejection Of GodI had always been a good Christian. I went to church every day, said grace before I ate the smallest amount of food. I never took the lords name in vain, and I was against all unholy things and people. I was training to become a priest, and I even volunteered in anything that would look good in the eyes of God. Oh yes. I was the perfect Christian. My friends would always say, 'Robs the holiest person I know besides the Almighty Himself. He would make the world's greatest priest.'
Well not all my friends. There was this one guy who wasn't even a Christian. His name was Mathews. John Mathews. He was my only non Christian friend. I liked to spend most my time with him because he didn't praise me. I thought if I got too much praise it would go to my head. I don't think God would get along with people who are full of themselves.
So you can surely imagine why I was so confused and shocked as to why I was standing in a giant cave of some sort, which was filled molten l
Claustrophobia.Why oh why did they do this to me? How much did they want me gone? It hurts to think about it. It's not like I was a danger to anyone. Just because I couldn't remember a few things they locked me up inside this god forsaken cell. The padded walls are smothering me. I cannot breathe. Oh, god someone please set me free from his fabric world. I can't take it anymore. It is all around me. I cannot get out. I can't get free. I cannot get out. . . Cannot get out. I try to rip my way out, my nails tearing through the suffocation. I try to find the way out, but it is nowhere to be seen. Then they just come in and tie me up, to keep me tuck in my room of white for all time. I need to get out. I need to get free. My head is spinning. God someone help me!
Have you ever denied someone something? Withheld something from a person, that was pivotal to their very way of life? Decided that it thing was too great for that person? Like free will. Have you ever denied anyone the choice of what they were to do with themselves? Denied them their freedom, or even, their own sanity? Told others that you are unsafe, that you shouldn't be allowed your freedom? Called people come and get you, take you away, and throw you into a padded cell?
I was denied such things. Now I sit in a room of white, with only this pen and paper. . . Will I be denied this as well in the days to come?
As I Lay I My BedAs I lay in my bed,
And all around me there is night,
I stare into nothingness,
And hold my pillow tight.
I picture that you're in bed with me,
Your arms holding me close,
For I would not want another,
Because it's you I love the most.
But this image makes me sad,
Because it's not actually true,
And the pain hurts me from inside out,
Burning me through and through.
But I'll put up with the pain,
Because I truly do care,
For a world which does not hold you,
Is one that I truly could not bear.
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