Biggles of 266
1st Level Red Feather
- Joined
- Apr 26, 2001
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Hi everyone,
I had to write this for a class at university and I thought it couldn't hurt to get some feedback. Please tell me if it's any good and be especially vicious about possible changes.
It’s all about the fear. Not quite the full-blooded terror of a hunted man, but more than the nervous flutter of a missed step. This is the sort of fear that thumps deep inside and pounds through your chest.
This kind of fear stalks a certain age group. Young men cringe and fall helpless in the face of it. Absolute panic, when your lungs freeze, your heart thumps, your mouth dries and you feel your face burning.
You try and tell yourself it doesn’t matter, it isn’t important, nothing hinges on this moment, this is not a test of your worth as a person, this is definitely not a test of your worth as a person, this is NOT a test of your worth as a person!
The abyss draws closer and you can’t stop the gradual slide into your terrifying destiny. The body frantically tries to pull away, curl up and hide, curl up and die, but the mind, that tiny smug portion of your mind is enjoying the spectacle in the manner of motorists at a car-wreck. It’s that tiny part that you have no control over, the reflex that makes you tear up pictures of kittens in ballet costumes. The harder your body fights, the more you are forced towards the inevitable.
One foot is placed in front of the other as the helpless portion of your brain screams and abuses and pleads to be taken home, anything rather than do that! That stubborn piece inside your head keeps pushing you on like a cruel cattle-driver. The hands you feel drumming nervously on your thighs are yours! That’s your breath you hear rushing in and out, in time with your heart beating furiously against your lungs and choking you to death!
By now all normalcy had vanished and all pretences of calm have disappeared from your shaking body. This once proud person has been reduced to smoking rubble by forces unknown, something dangerous and powerful… Oh god, here she comes! “Katie, hi…”
I had to write this for a class at university and I thought it couldn't hurt to get some feedback. Please tell me if it's any good and be especially vicious about possible changes.
It’s all about the fear. Not quite the full-blooded terror of a hunted man, but more than the nervous flutter of a missed step. This is the sort of fear that thumps deep inside and pounds through your chest.
This kind of fear stalks a certain age group. Young men cringe and fall helpless in the face of it. Absolute panic, when your lungs freeze, your heart thumps, your mouth dries and you feel your face burning.
You try and tell yourself it doesn’t matter, it isn’t important, nothing hinges on this moment, this is not a test of your worth as a person, this is definitely not a test of your worth as a person, this is NOT a test of your worth as a person!
The abyss draws closer and you can’t stop the gradual slide into your terrifying destiny. The body frantically tries to pull away, curl up and hide, curl up and die, but the mind, that tiny smug portion of your mind is enjoying the spectacle in the manner of motorists at a car-wreck. It’s that tiny part that you have no control over, the reflex that makes you tear up pictures of kittens in ballet costumes. The harder your body fights, the more you are forced towards the inevitable.
One foot is placed in front of the other as the helpless portion of your brain screams and abuses and pleads to be taken home, anything rather than do that! That stubborn piece inside your head keeps pushing you on like a cruel cattle-driver. The hands you feel drumming nervously on your thighs are yours! That’s your breath you hear rushing in and out, in time with your heart beating furiously against your lungs and choking you to death!
By now all normalcy had vanished and all pretences of calm have disappeared from your shaking body. This once proud person has been reduced to smoking rubble by forces unknown, something dangerous and powerful… Oh god, here she comes! “Katie, hi…”



