Before you read this, please make sure you click the button below. There will be a short story happening so please enjoy this journey.... We have an understanding of miscommunication. Raising our voice was our only solution. Silent was a sign of giving up. Adelram stayed quiet as the realization hit him. He couldn't win this verbal fight with Perseus, he knew. Even though the bad doesn't think he has any knowledge, he knows a lot. The good saw so much in him, he just did not understand why and how he turned to be this way.
Adelram stayed down on the ground, head held low. Perseus enjoyed the view he was getting. He loved seeing people weak, "What will you do now my friend? Are you going to kill me?" The bad sighs loudly, "No you idiot. You are going to see what you have been missing all your life." The good looked at the bad, making sure he actually meant it. Perseus nodded and walked away from Adelram. He slowly starts to get up but realizes that no one is waiting for him so he rushes quickly to Perseus, "Where are we going?" "Shut up. You ask too many questions." "Where will I live?" "In a hole," Adelram's eyes widen and stopped walking. Perseus stared at the good for quite some time until he broke out into laughter, "Naive little child." He continued to walk away. How will I ever win this fight without doing something wrong? Am I suppose to fight fire with fire? Adelram wondered. They continued to walk down the mysterious path until Perseus stopped walking. All of a sudden, a door appears next to him. "Get in," Perseus spoke, grabbing Adelram's arm shoving him to the direction. This is all too much to take in. He didn't exactly get kidnapped or anything but every action after his decision has been a forceful one. How will Adelram get out? He doesn't even know Perseus well, yet he chose to stay with him- with this stranger. "Where are we going?" "What did I say about asking questions?" Perseus pushed Adelram even more but he grabbed the door frame and tried to resist going in. "I'm serious Perseus, I will not go anywhere if you do not tell me where we are going!" Adelram yelled with all he's got. A rush of anger came over to him and he couldn't control it. The bad smirked, satisfy with his friend's reaction. Persues pushed Adelram through the door, "We're going to hell."
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Before you read this, I would like to inform to you that there will be a short story happening so please enjoy this journey....
Here we have a story. We have a villain. Then we got the hero. There's the good and the bad-evil even. As we get along the story, we realized in order for the hero to be who they are, they have to sacrifice-they did something bad. The hero, let's called them Adelram and the evil, Perseus. Adelram wanted to save Perseus from destruction but Perseus didn't know what Adelram meant. He told the good that he didn't need saving. Secretly the evil himself did not know the possibility for him to escape the bad. Adelram also, did not understand what it meant to be bad, but he thinks he has the sense of what it may be. What makes something good? Perseus questioned. Embarrassed by the lack of education Perseus had, he did not dare to speak his thoughts. He believes that Adelram is very intelligent, he would not understand Perseus at all. "You need to get out of this place. Don't stop your potential." Adelram spoke, only to have Perseus bitterly laughed back. Adelram did not know Perseus, how dare he judge him! How will the good ever know something is bad if they don't try it? "Join me Adelram, and you can rule the world. You will learn to live life!" Stunned by Perseus' response, Adelram unconsciously accepted the offer. He didn't know what he got himself into but if it meant that he could save Perseus and put some light in his life, Adelram was willing to do so. As Adelram and Perseus stepped into Perseus' world, a rush of cold wind swept around them. Taken back by the different atmosphere, the good started to fear. The bad was best at scenting fear, Perseus smirked. He held his hand out so the good could stay calm but it only confused him to understand his gesture. Have I finally soften him up? Adelram questioned. Suddenly, before Adelram could thank Perseus for his kind gesture, the good found himself lying on the ground. "Stay there! Don't even think about moving!" The bad cracked out of no where. Adelram was getting more confused, "What's happening?" "You're so naive to believe I would ever change because you joined my side." "What are you talking about?" "Listen carefully. I am not your friend. We are not the same, we can't be. I will make you regret your decision." I have nothing to regret. Continue the story and read more now by clicking the button below... A voice. My voice. Your voice. Our voice.
Every word, means a thousand. Every action, means a million. Look deeper, see better. Understand. We are grateful. In this place we live in, we are very grateful. We get to hold people's desire, dreams- things. Us, we have an advantage. We have technology but technology and its screens distract and blind us from reality. They take us to a virtual world where we wish things could be better, but we can't. It's call reality. We have so much to do in this world but we take advantage of everything that comes in our way, we don't realize what we really have. Our generation has the access to everything at the tip of our fingers. All this new stuff that's happening is great and all but it can ruin us as well. I'm sure everyone is aware that certain people don't take us (the new generation) seriously because some of the people getting noticed around the world aren't giving such a good image. By that I mean, abusing the use of accessibility, which means poor choice in action. One thing I know for sure is that we're not like them. We can never be like them. Yes, those people did certain things that not everyone is going to do, but at the same time they did it. We can't control other people. We need to control ourselves. Sometimes we get caught up with all these celebrities we never focus on something important until it becomes a 'trend'. I'm not going to say, I don't follow them because it's true even I get caught up in all the glam and hashtags going around Twitter. It has now become something that's natural for me- for us. Why do we neglect the power we have? Why do we say we're powerless. We are not powerless. We are never powerless. The ones who are, are the people who believe they don't have a voice. We can change the world, even if it's the littlest actions. See better, look deeper. What are you going to do? Every second as the days pass by, questions about identity consume my body. Who am I? How do I benefit this world? Will I ever find myself? The answer to those questions are that I don't know. I don't know exactly who I am. I don't know how I will benefit the world. And I definitely don't know if I'll ever find myself (although, I do want to). With my curiosity roaming around, taking quizzes was my solution.
I took four quizzes but only one stood out. Right away, I noticed the title of the quiz being my main question in life-who am I? With the title and all the colourful pictures, I was already intrigued and even more excited to take this quiz. One because I love taking quizzes like this and two, I always learn something new with the results. To answer your non-existing question, yes, I did learn something new, especially about myself. Looking through my results, I realized that I scored the highest in openness (90% to be exact). To me, that's shocking. "Your high level of openness suggests that you are imaginative, creative, and comfortable with variety and change. But you can also tend towards individualistic behavior and impractical thinking." Since my results said I'm quite an open person (which I think I'm not), I'll explore more on it. I totally disagree with the comfort with change. I am terrified of change! I don't like change, but at the same time I can't help myself but be drawn to it. When change starts to happen in my life, the first thing I tend to do is freak out. I overthink and somehow drown myself with emotions I didn't know existed inside me. Opening up, I think is one of the hardest things you can do. Expressing ourselves is hard in general. Every second we stop, every place we visit, every moment we take- we will somehow feel judged, making us close ourselves even more. I apply this to myself all the time, worrying that whatever I have to say, I'll be judged. It's hard not to feel self-conscious because in some point in our lives, we've all felt that. When I was little, my parents always told me that I was a kid who could never shut her mouth. I was always spilling secrets and I just never knew when to stop. Reflecting to little me and now, really put some perspective in me. Maybe that's why I learned to tone it down. Maybe that's why I'm more careful about who I become friends with. Maybe that's why I learned to trust myself and my family the most. Maybe that's why I'm me. I'm not the way I use to be and I'm somewhat glad I am who I am today. Being so open at such a young age, it's normal and being open now probably still is too but I grew out of that because I learned that sometimes being too open can hurt you but not opening at all is probably worse. You just need to find the balance point- your balance point. So now I'm back to asking myself the same question I did before this blog post-who am I? Well, I still can't fully answer that but the best thing I could say is I am me. My name is Chalotorn Khoungrasvongsay and yes this is my actual name. The attendance seems to think it's better if my name was Chaloto (because they couldn't fit just two more letters). I am fifteen and the youngest in my family. I love to write (I don't know if you can tell) and read (even though I don't spend a lot of time doing so). Also, as I'm writing this, my feet are asleep (random thoughts of Chalotorn, everyone) Anyways, what about you. Who are you? |
authorI'm Chali, an 18 year old girl, simply writing to find herself Process
April 2017
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