Screen Of Death, Soul Of Emptiness Essay

922 Words Sep 15th, 2016 4 Pages
Screen of Death, Soul of Emptiness I hunch my shoulders. My face is bright red and sweat beads across my forehead. My mom stands in front of me. She is brandishing a brand new iPod Touch. The device belongs to me, but I look at it, my face contorted with lines of silent rage. My mother scolds me and yells at me, her face twisted in disapproval. I do not even hear her words. All I can think about is how incredibly stupid I am. The flashes of hideously inappropriate pictures and videos I had been watching flew every which way inside my head. Tears came, poking out hesitantly, sliding down my burning face. My body, shaking and trembling, is paralyzed. I look down and let the water in my eyes fall to the floor. My mom stops yelling and I tentatively raise my head in shame. She is waiting for me to apologize for my actions and my juvenile behavior. I do. More tears fly out. Hot. Wet. Splish, splash…
After mumbling a feeble, “I’m sorry,” I run to my room, slapping the sides of my legs. I slam the door and burry my face in my pillow. Shame bursts through my mind and I shake uncontrollably, pounding my clenched hands into the mattress. I thought back to yesterday. Texting the most horrible, naughty and profane pictures of pornstars and asking my “friend” which one he liked best. Watching clips of abusive bedroom acrobatics one after the other, each one more insane than the next. I jump up, hiccuping and gasping, running to my mom’s room and begging to sell that “Stupid iPod!”…

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