Short Stories

Fear

It's scary, thinking about it. I don't want to accept it because I know I am in control, at least I wish I was. It keeps swallowing me up and making me numb. It normally starts with my eyes and slithers down to my arms making them shake and become so sensitive a single touch is filled with pain and pleasure.

It's not a sexual pleasure, it's a simple pleasure like when someone sees fluffy clouds in the sky and feels at ease. It's a nice pleasure and it's one that people will accept without a second thought.

It soon slithers down my torso, tightening and squeezing the air out of my body while tears start sliding down my face. None of this though, is painful. It is simply pressure on the body. The snake soon makes it's way down to my waist and sneaks it's way inside but is forced out by a special barrier so instead it slithers to my feet to angrily constrict them.

The snake cuts off the blood flow to my entire body making it difficult to move, see, or speak. I can't utter a single word or make a single movement. My fingers even are unable to sway with the wind.

It swallows you whole and sends you into an abyss of insecurity and sadness. It's the only thing that can make you wish you hadn't been born. To experience such a thing is maddening but, you're able to stride on. You break from that snake and you run, not letting it hold you for long.

Fear can be overcame, it can be stomped on and pushed to the side and sometimes you're able to get rid of it all together. You just need strength to overcome the snake that keeps you in place.