Drunk Off Emotions: A Short Story

Improved Essays
Drunk Off Emotions My mind is lost, fear has consumed every last inch of my broken ill mind. I felt alone, there was no longer any hope to once more stand in a good state of mind. Running up and down, thoughts bounced around my head as if there was no solution. Night came and my body fell into a slumber bringing out the worst of endless emotions . Dreams had turned into nightmares, and the only thing that could change that could be my inner self. The wall starts caving in, the path to a solution was getting narrow and thinner as the time went by. I had only until sunrise to fix my mind or forever will it carry on and i shall let my outer self down. i begin to stumble as the road starts to tremble due to the tossing and turning of my displeased …show more content…
I wake dazed once the swirl of wind had dropped me, i looked back to see if i could go back to chose my path but by the time i turn there is nothing but darkness. “I guess i 'll have to make due with this now.” As i continue to walk i see a bright light approaching me, i stare off into in with curiosity and fear, i took a couple steps forward and i see a man. He calls for me in an echoing voice. “I will be the one to teach you to never fear and let yourself be driven by emotions,” his voice clearly spoken and direct. “How will you do that?” “I need to fix this before sunrise.” “It will all come in time child just pay much attention.” The road opens up as we walk, and i begin to stare off at the …show more content…
“Julio Cesar! It’s time to get ready for school ,” the voice of my father echos through the rooms. “The days have never been bright and with such a smooth melody that nature was producing. “You feeling better son?” my dad asks me with a worried voice. “Yes i am, its only as if all my problems had gone away , like my mind was cured of it’s fear and confusions,” i say with such a joy and happiness is portrayed through my face expressions. “There is good and bad times, it’s the cycle of life but when you learn to accept them life will be easier.” “I see that know i feel like i can no longer suffer, i feel grateful for all that i have in life, im not sure what this is but i can’t explain this mood,” I say with a smile that i had not shown since i had been before i fell into the consumption of my ill mind. “Control your emotions and you will see all is good,” my dad explains to me with happiness knowing i woke up better. “Life is nothing more than a vision and you are nothing more than a thought,” my dad tells me and in the midst of that i stop and stare at him. “Dad, wait i heard that somewhere,” which a strong hunch knowing that i had heard that before. My mind begins to think and i suddenly remembered i had heard that in the dream. My dad then tells me, “Im a lot closer to you than you thought, i will always be there to guide you

Related Documents

  • Great Essays

    Languages. German, French, English, Italian, Mandarin or even Russian. They are thousands of languages still spoken today. By all means, language is a powerful and vital tool for every single person’s life. In fact, it is something that has been around for hundreds and hundreds of years.…

    • 1077 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Great Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Elie Wiesel Monologue

    • 434 Words
    • 2 Pages

    Time passes and it seems like we've been running for half a century. I am out of breath and strength. I am desperate. This tragedy seems to be a no stopping nightmare, but, I know that the hardest I try to admit to myself that everything is in my tired head a part of me is always going to tell me, that is the reality and you must stick to it, you like it or not. A little far away I see a deserted town.…

    • 434 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Dear ……. I remember it like it was yesterday. The day I came face to face to my worst night mare. I can’t put into words the pain I felt. The pain that caused my body to shut down my heart to hide away deep into the depths of my chest.…

    • 1038 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    It is just after 9/11 and your father was in one of the Twin Towers during the crash and was in critical state, verging on the edge of life and death. To you, a fifteen-year old who was very religious in the Catholic faith, it seemed like God and Satan were playing a game of tennis and your father was the ball; and the winner got to take him. Either to live with you, your little sister Carly who was now eight, but you still thought of her as a baby, and your mother; or he went with Satan. Your house was only 10 blocks from where the Twin Towers stood. It was one of the only houses that hadn’t had any damage even come near it.…

    • 1092 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    The book This Naked Mind is based on the true story of Annie Grace, who recalls her life of addiction to alcohol. She recounts her steps to sobriety all within her own power, by changing her unconscious and conscious thoughts. “Anything unconscious dissolves when you shine the light of consciousness on it” – Echart Tolle (p. 26, para 2). Before Annie 's sobriety, she believed as many people do, that in order to become sober it would mean a life of misery and constant struggles.…

    • 1328 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Superior Essays

    Writing: Analyzing the Monster “Come on back and we’ll see if you remember the simplest thing of all – how it is to be children, secure in belief and thus afraid of the dark.” It is a stormy, rainy evening. In only a couple hours, you know you will have to go to sleep. As you look towards your window, you see the raindrops hit the window pane; The sun is dying off.…

    • 1736 Words
    • 7 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    It was June 6, 1989. A man was lying on his sofa at exactly 12 o’clock midnight. He was drinking Liquor by the bottle. He was drunk as ever when a man in all black bursted through the house window and pulled out a handgun with a suppressor dangling on the end of it. “Wait a minute” said the drunk man ”let me say one-”…

    • 477 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I walked in, turned on my light, and slammed my bedroom door. Frustrated and depressed, the built up tears and fear from the day of consistent torment was set free from the wells of my eyes. Like torrents gushing down from my face the tears smashing onto the carpet between my feet. I just stood there in the centre of my room surrounded by mountains of textbooks and hills of empty Red Bull just letting it all out.…

    • 602 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Honest Horror I am eager to witness the horrors within “America’s scariest” that the masses raved about. Not having a reservation, I am forced to sneak around the attentive guard. The charcoal black suit with legs intimidates all who enter. Luckily, the bouncer stares mindlessly at the black cellular device within his tight grasp as if he guarded that rather than the entrance.…

    • 903 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Decent Essays

    Drinks: A Short Story

    • 223 Words
    • 1 Pages

    The drinks was different as most was made for the bugs or insect people that was drinking that night. It was clear that she was having a good time and every now and than a cute moth man walked over to give her a drink to have. It was clear that in moth people she was very sexy her eyes was blackest and her hands was the most gentle . Plus her silk was the best in the market so any breeding male would want to breed with her as her children would make the best silk to. It was a move out of love and the moth family trying to keep the silk of there family the best.…

    • 223 Words
    • 1 Pages
    Decent Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Listen. Listen to the silence that falls the word discrimination. Listen it comes in all forms and antisocial norms. Listen to the division in age, religion, sexuality, disability, pregnancy, gender, class, marital status, health, and intellectual capability. Listen the list goes on and on until your ears are worn, and the earth is torn.…

    • 459 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Blue Monologue

    • 1940 Words
    • 8 Pages

    My stomach is in knots and my clothes are full of stains. The baby in the ladies lap next to me is sobbing from sleep deprivation, but I guess we all are. The blue lace ribbon from my bonnet is now brown and I just think to myself how I will ever retrieve the crystal blue color it once held. I don’t know what the new world will be like so all I can do for now is dream.…

    • 1940 Words
    • 8 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Superior Essays

    “Vodka with ice please” These words were a frequent verse my grandmother yelled to the bartender. Five, Six, Seven times a night until the man refused to sell her another drink. The bar was my grandmother’s second home. This is where she felt at ease, with vodka in her right hand and a chaser in her left. Every sip she swallowed cracked a smile on her face.…

    • 1315 Words
    • 6 Pages
    Superior Essays
  • Improved Essays

    I like to think of my life as if I am walking a border, an imaginary one, where I am halfway between sanity and insanity, where nothing is ever certain and nothing is ever uncertain, and where life’ pieces fall in and out of place like a game of snakes and ladders. Nostalgia is a feeling that is all too familiar to me. I often find myself reminiscing about the past, thinking of the girl I once was, of the dreams I once had, of the life I once led. Although I have only lived a short time, sixteen years to be exact, I fear I have changed so drastically from the little girl I once knew and loved, the little girl whose world burned so bright. And as I was sitting in the waiting room at SickKids hospital, waiting for a team of psychiatrists to…

    • 1136 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Improved Essays
  • Improved Essays

    Music is an art form created to express emotions and perspective. Some songs created from genius can connect with many different people, portraying a different story to everyone. The song “The Sounds of Silence” ,by Simon and Garfunkel, travels with me through my life through my struggle to communicate, my isolation, and my depression. Throughout my life I’ve had trouble communicating and caring about people. “The Sounds of Silence” describes my struggles to communicate and connect with people when it says, “People talking without speaking, People hearing without listening.”…

    • 406 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Improved Essays