To Me It's A Curse, To Them It's A Gift

We can destroy everything we love. With one simple emotion our curse takes over. It becomes so vicious that we begin to frighten ourselves, which only makes it worse. Our fear feeds the monsters that are us. We are broken, uncontrollable beasts, and we need to run.

P.s. this is my first story and i would love some constructive criticism and
I got this idea off of pinterest/Tumblr. If someone else made a story like this, please know that im not copying.