Gamble
My mind was a crystal vase that contained only one desire, which was to win. I slumped back into my red leather chair, as the Slots machine again stole my money, it was my sixth loss in a row. The big flashing red words of “LOSS” on the digital screen and the loud voices of joy fed on my insecurities. I was sitting here bleary-eyed and unshaven in front of this wealthy machine, but I was only adding to its wealth, as I slowly munched through the family’s life savings. I just spent 2 hours deskbound, hungry and dirty in this luxurious casino guilty but was forced to. There was no other way, this slots machine was once an enjoyable pleasure where me and Jane shared many laughs, but not it is a source of income. I must win back the money …show more content…
Patiently, I waited for the rich machine to recognise the last remnants of my savings, I looked around and saw men and women laughing, drinking and winning, their smiles never leaving their face. Then I saw myself in the reflection of the screen; sweating, panting and desperate as a dog begging for food.
A few moments later, the computer screen displayed in bold bright colours “Pull the lever, and test your luck”.
I looked towards the black lever anxiously, again for the sixth time of the day wondered what if I lost, again, lost all my money and forced to walk home empty handed, again. Yet like always I would quickly, put all those thoughts aside, and attempted to see a bright side, which was of winning something.
With both my dirty hands, I tightly grabbed the lever and pulled it down to my chest level. I stared down the spinning columns of fruits and nuts bent over my back as it decided my fate. Millions of thoughts raced through my mind, none of which were positive. Sweat piled up on all parts of my body everywhere, my muscles tightened and my heart raced. The slots stopped spinning. It was a
My mind was a crystal vase that contained only one desire, which was to win. I slumped back into my red leather chair, as the Slots machine again stole my money, it was my sixth loss in a row. The big flashing red words of “LOSS” on the digital screen and the loud voices of joy fed on my insecurities. I was sitting here bleary-eyed and unshaven in front of this wealthy machine, but I was only adding to its wealth, as I slowly munched through the family’s life savings. I just spent 2 hours deskbound, hungry and dirty in this luxurious casino guilty but was forced to. There was no other way, this slots machine was once an enjoyable pleasure where me and Jane shared many laughs, but not it is a source of income. I must win back the money …show more content…
Patiently, I waited for the rich machine to recognise the last remnants of my savings, I looked around and saw men and women laughing, drinking and winning, their smiles never leaving their face. Then I saw myself in the reflection of the screen; sweating, panting and desperate as a dog begging for food.
A few moments later, the computer screen displayed in bold bright colours “Pull the lever, and test your luck”.
I looked towards the black lever anxiously, again for the sixth time of the day wondered what if I lost, again, lost all my money and forced to walk home empty handed, again. Yet like always I would quickly, put all those thoughts aside, and attempted to see a bright side, which was of winning something.
With both my dirty hands, I tightly grabbed the lever and pulled it down to my chest level. I stared down the spinning columns of fruits and nuts bent over my back as it decided my fate. Millions of thoughts raced through my mind, none of which were positive. Sweat piled up on all parts of my body everywhere, my muscles tightened and my heart raced. The slots stopped spinning. It was a