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After many years of being a outcast I still miss those days. A long time ago, when I was still a kid, It just didn't matter how I looked or how many friends I had. I could still have a crush on a weird girl and not care if I ever had a chance. Every day was good and nothing really mattered. Me and my friends were always outside. Day by Day I didn't worry about the next, but the day eventually came when my little brother had to go to kindergarten and we had to go back to British Columbia, where I live now, and it was never the same after that. I didn't have the friends like I did back then and I was miserable. I was always afraid of what others thought. I never could be the same again.
Even when I thought I was fearless I had one big fear of what others thought. I also had the fear of failing at what I do. I was never good at video games so they were never my way to waist my day. It is always a good thing to remember don't let fear get the best of you.
- by King Exseada |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 06/19/2009 |
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- Title: Don't Judge Me... I Fear
- Artist: King Exseada
- Description: This is my life long story of why I just don't like the way this world is. Fear can be extreme and basic. I don't think I even like Arenas just because I'm afraid of what others think.
- Date: 06/19/2009
- Tags: dont judge fear
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Rian_Lena - 06/19/2009
- And this is exactly why you probably won't do so well if you continue such a childish fear. Everyone is afraid of what people think, even if they don't express it. We're all afraid of being judged. I suppose what I'm trying to say is toughen up or be trampled on.
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- Ty Gwynnia - 06/19/2009
- It's ok, this was really good.
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