Hello. Right now, none of you reading this know who I am but I know who you are. However, by the end you will know exactly who I am and what I mean to you hopefully. In fact, some of you may have even met me once or multiple times in your life. However, you have never met me more than once in one time. Confused yet? Don’t worry. I’ll clear that right up. First, however, let me tell you a little story about a small girl and her horrible mistake. Maybe that will make things a little more clear.

 

This small girl was young. As many adults could attest to, with young age comes much foolishness. This child had more foolishness than she could ever need. She even had enough for about ten people which of course, as you might had guess, is never good. She thought she was safe from all the trouble and misfortune she was about to get herself into. Of course if humans think they are safe from something chances are they aren’t at all. See, its nature to run into something or someone or a situation if you think you will never have to worry about it. My advice, worry about everything. You are safe from a lot of trouble that way.  At last, I am getting sidetracked.  Let’s return to that little girl with too much foolishness.

 

She was your normal everyday child. She had a happy family, a good home, enough money to survive and get a couple things. She had friends, pets, and all the happiness she wanted. Out of all the people she knew, she had the best life. To her, that meant almost nothing because in her eyes, nothing was going to go wrong. She thought it was only natural for someone like her to have a life like she had. She also thought that life was always going to as easy as it was but again, if a human doesn’t expect something to happen chances are something will happen. That was just how it went. What happened you might be wondering? Well, she made one wrong move and lost everything.

 

On the day she lost everything, things were more peaceful than normal. Word of advice, if things are more peaceful be careful, something is about to happen. This girl however, didn’t know that so she took advantage of it. She was at school, enjoying her time with her friends and enjoying lunch. She was never one to enjoy times that didn’t involve learning but she didn’t have breakfast that morning so the food was very welcomed. Her friends were talking as she was eating on her sandwich that her mom made for her that morning. Suddenly one of her friends started to break down. Tears were streaming down her face, and her voice was cracking in pain. Curious, the young girl asked what was wrong and her friend told her all about the trouble she had at home. See this young girl’s friend, came from a not so happy family. Every night she was subjected to pain either emotional or physical, some nights maybe both. No matter what this little girl’s friend did to show how successful she was it was never enough. Her family time and time again would say she was a failure, who wasn’t going to do anything good with her life. The main character of this story didn’t understand anything of what her friend was saying. After all, she grew up in a healthy home with no problems. Still, she listened.

 

After hearing her friend’s story and waiting for her to calm down the little girl didn’t know what to say. She was clueless, lost in a world she didn’t understand. What? She couldn’t help but think. Isn’t every family as happy as mine? It is only natural for parents to tell their kids the truth isn’t it? The little girl kept thinking and at her age with her mind, thinking was never good. However inside her brain, the thinking was okay. What cause her mistake, was when she brought what was meant to stay hidden out into the world.

 

See the little girl turned to her friend and said words no friend should ever say to each other. “Parents don’t lie to their kids. Maybe they’re right.” Those words, should have never been said. The little girl’s friend couldn’t believe her ears however the little girl, didn’t know what she said was wrong. She just lived by what her parents told her, that parents never lie to their kids. Which, anyone older could tell her, that is not the case. Parents, like all humans, lie when they are stressed, broken, angry, sad, or just thrown off of balance.

 

Her friend, said nothing to her and before there was a chance to ask anything, lunch ended. The day went on, and this little girl didn’t know that what she said would bring her friend to her first and hopefully only suicide attempt.

 

This girl’s friend was out of school for a week. When her friend came back, she never talked to her. She never said hi. She never went out of her way to speak with the little girl. That wasn’t normal, so the little girl approached her friend at lunch. Her friend told her everything and said she never wanted to see the little girl again. The little girl, broken and confused, skipped school for the rest of the day. She spent all day, trying to figure it out and when she couldn’t she asked her parents. Her parents told her the truth, a little too late. Her parents told her that not all families are like theirs. Many families are broken and mean to each other and that parents like all people lie. Knowing this, the next day the little girl found her friend and explained everything. Hearing what the little girl had to say, her friend said she needed time to think, but that she understood what went wrong. At the end of the day, her friend told her she would speak to her again. Upon hearing the news the little girl ran into me.

 

I spoke with the little girl and we had a good chat. We talked all about what she had done wrong and about what she can do next time. I explained to the little girl what her friend was going through and how there are many possible ways to help her. I also told her that she needed to look at the world more, and understand things are not always as they seem. The little girl listened to me and thanked me for helping her. She then asked if she would see me again, and I said, “Not until you make another mistake like this. I hope that doesn’t happen but if it does then you have a chance to see again. However know, that even if you make a mistake you won’t always see me. It depends on the person.” With those words I left the little girl and I have never seen her again. I cannot tell you if that is good or bad. It could be she hasn’t made a mistake or if she made one she didn’t get me.

 

Do you know now who I am? Or did this little story of a little girl not help at all? Maybe you aren’t smart enough to figure it out or maybe you just haven’t met me yet. However, there will come a time where someone will let you meet me and when you do don’t make the same mistake. You see, I am someone who you should see once for one problem. Whatever times you see me after, it is not me but my twin. I show up after one mistake sometimes, not two times the same mistake.

 

Did that help? Do you know yet? If not, I will not just give you my name. I will say my name has two words in it. I am not a person. I am not an animal. I am not a thing. I am a moment.

 

I can be called many different things but they all mean the same thing. I am the moment you get when someone gives you another try for a horrible mistake you made. I am the moment that not everyone gives you because sometimes you have made too bad of a mistake. Whatever the moment you meet me may be, just know I don’t want to see you again after. It’s nothing against you, I just don’t like seeing the same person again for a different mistake.

 

My advice, be smart. Look at the world. Realize what you see and know might not be right. In fact, most of the time you’re wrong. People all see the world differently, that’s why you must learn many ways. You must remain open minded. You must be free to thinking. You, only you, can stop from meeting me not because the person didn’t give you me but because you never made a mistake that needed to meet me.

 

I hope you learned something. I hope you know now who I am. If you don’t, then maybe you were never meant to get me. Good bye for now humans of all ages, may we not met again but should you make a make a mistake I do hope we met. Then you will know who I am.

 

Yours truly,

S.C.

2: "History Repeats Itself"

 Dear Idiots,

                “History repeats itself,” and “Those who do not know history are doomed to repeat it.” I know you heard it before. We all have heard it before. In fact every history teacher has probably used that to explain the importance of sitting in those classes in the first place. I bet that many of you shrugged it off as if it was nothing. Want to guess how I knew that? History. Congratulations those of you who thought that, which I guarantee was the majority, you have just repeated history.

Now this is when things become complicated; some of you are realizing your faults, some still don’t care, some still don’t see the purpose, some have stopped reading, and others I have piqued their interest. All those reactions and even those I have yet to mention have been done before. They have been completed in the past. So you guess what that means? Someone has probably done and thought everything you have which makes me state an extra point, you aren’t unique. You never were and with the way this world works you will never have the chance to be.

                But I have moved from my story, the lesson I wish to share with everyone who still has the guts to read this. A lesson that has been taught before, but obviously ignored because humanity has become a race with no original choices, where everyone makes the same mistakes, and there is no hope for success unless you all stop becoming the idiots you are. The phrase “history repeats itself,” should very well be the definition of every one of your lives. For example those of you who are reading it already made the same choice as someone did before. The only one who ever had the original idea was the first one who read it, which I guarantee you was the writer themselves. That’s the way every story works though, so even then history is repeated. Do you finally see what I mean? No matter what you’re doing, you cannot escape the repetition of history that you face every second of your measly lives. Meaning that no matter what you do, someone before you had to have made the same choice, either it be good or bad, right or wrong, positive or negative. You cannot escape the fact your life is just a bunch of horrible record players repeating and I’m sick of it…again.

                Yes I said again, meaning I have done this before, which means I’m repeating history but the difference between you and me is that I’m repeating my own history, while you are repeating others. You learn about history so that way you don’t make the same mistakes others have done, not to learn from your own mistakes. I’m not the only one though who have tried to show you how annoying you’re entire race is by repeating the same thing day after day after day after day after day. All of us have. We knew it would be a fruitless effort but we tried because we got annoyed. We got annoyed by all of you who cling to us so desperately acting like we could fix everything. Wondering who we are? I’ll tell you, not because I want you to be satisfied but because I want you to see the ones that you cling so desperately to are the ones causing your torture, a torture that someone before you have always laid their hands on. A torture that once you’re someone else will face again.

                There is five of us. Of course there are many more, we are just the leaders, the leaders of everything that makes you repeat history, but also what makes you realize that history truly does repeat on a constant end like that broken record player. We are always present in everything you do and you consult us before you make a decision on anything. The funny thing is that you really think that we are meant to help you and make you happy when in truth our job is to make fun of you, make you suffer more than anyone should.

                Between the five of us, one of us is what you try your hardest not to be. You learn in school in the attempt to not act like him. However no matter what you do, or try to do at least, he will be there on your shoulder but because of him you won’t know he’s there. You will think nothing of it. You will be blind to see the creature sitting there staring at you. He is small. Smaller than the rest of us because he is but a cause, a cause of all the trouble. He is unnoticed though, and thus he is a threat to you all. He is the reason for all the teaching and because of his existence still ever present in your lives he becomes the living proof that there is always repeating history. No one can get rid of him and everyone has him at some point in their life.

                The next two are like brother and sister. They are always together because you cannot have one without another. They walk hand in hand like those of the Gemini sign.  They finish each other sentences and can talk without using words. When one whispers in one ear the other is soon to follow on the other side. They are together and you cling to them in all of the times where you have the greatest fear. You pray to them and latch on to them when there is nothing left. They are but the light in your darkness as you say but the truth is they are the ones that make you suffer more than the others. They are the death of you but they are also your shining light, at least according to what you say. You would never come to realize that because there are moments when you must cling to them. Then you are just falling down the path of history, a history where those who they latch on to are bound to become blind to see the truth. And trust me, you know who they are.

                The one behind me is what all of you claim is a basic need in life. It’s as if you won’t be happy unless you have her following you like a great big pet tiger. Many claim that they spend their lives looking for her because she only comes to those lucky ones. The funny story is that she is always around you, just hidden within the shadows. She is masked because she wants to watch you suffer trying to find her. However by searching for her, by making her the meaning of your life you are just opening up the way for the other three and thus opening your way to become exactly what you try so hard not to be. You are becoming just a repeating person in the history of the world and you still won’t even realize it because of the smallest one.

                And I, I am the root of all the problems because without me there would be none of the others. There would be no need to be so blind, so ignorant. There would be no need to cling to the light, to hope and faith. There would be no hunt for the one purpose in life, for love. There would be none of that without me and as such I have become the leader of the five of us. I am the reason you keep fighting. I am the reason you go to other people instead of solving problems on your own. I am the reason that you keep getting hurt and broken. I am the reason however that history will always repeat because I am the reason that you repeat the same mistakes in the hope for a different end. I am the reason you are insane. I am the reason that all of you are crazy and praying for something else. I am the reason that you will not last. I am your death but I am also something you can never live without. So while you cry in your sorrow and pain and claim that you have lost me. While you wish that you never had me in the first place. While you wish that you didn’t have to worry about people taking me away from you, just remember that I am the reason that history repeats, I am the proof and I am also everything you will ever need.

              So remember next time you try to cling to me, blame me, lose me, or gain me. That without me there would be no chance of seeing repeating history.

Sincerely,

Trust

3: A Notice From the Shadows

Humans are strange, or should I say you guys are freaking strange. Don’t you understand anything about yourselves or is this misunderstanding a normal thing? Now I get why he is so busy all the freaking time. I really got to respect him now after all the work you put him through. Anyways, you think that you seriously can do everything on your own power and strength? You think that you guys are so great that nothing in the world will be able to stop you? Do you seriously think stuff like that?  Don’t make me laugh. Seriously don’t, I don’t want to deal with those guys. Frankly I hate them a lot.  I probably hate them the most out of everyone.

 

I have news for you, you can’t do anything without us.  You can’t even go through a conversation without saying at least one of our names once, even if it is in a joking manor. So what makes you think that you could accomplish anything just on your own strength and will? In more literal terms you couldn’t do anything without me, not like you can do much with me anyways at times. Sometimes I’m so strong you guys can’t even move. You just sit there, lost and broken, crying for a mercy you aren’t going to get anytime soon. It’s funny to watch you struggle during those times too. Still, I’m more important in your life than you know. After all I am probably the oldest one out of all of us here.

 

Can you think about it for a moment? Or is even that a little bit too much for you foolish little brain and mind?

 

Think about every time something big has happened be it in your life, your friend’s life, your family’s life, a stranger’s life, or even in history. What were the reasons behind it? What motivated those people to do the things they have done. Sure I bet you can think of many different reasons for many different times. I’m sure you could list off my co-workers and think they are the real cause for it all. I’ve got news for you, again. They aren’t.

 

Not all of them are present during all of those times. Remember that time someone shot someone else? I bet joy wasn’t involved all those times, no matter how crazy the shooter was. Remember that time when everyone was celebrating? I bet sadness or remorse wasn’t involved all those times, even though there was probably a couple times where people ended up being like that. Remember the time when someone else decided to be quiet instead of standing up? I bet courage wasn’t there at all, even the people who stood up probably all didn’t have the courage. My point being, sure my co-workers probably helped but there are times when they aren’t there so how can one of them be the cause for all the change that comes in your world. The answer is simple, they can’t.  

 

However I was there, during all those times. I was watching over each and every one of you during the crucial moments of your life that decide your worth. Yet I bet still most of you don’t have any idea who I am or what I am talking about. Most of you are probably just are confused as the child who doesn’t understand what’s going on when people are laughing at jokes. Oh by the way, I would be present in the child at that time too.

 

Not all of you are stupid though.

 

 In fact some of you aren’t idiots and have realized I am one of the two reasons why people do something or why something happens to them. I’m one of those main reasons why your pathetic race makes a change, be it for good or for bad (most of the time it honestly has to be bad changes because you guys don’t make too many good ones). So do you know what those two things are? What two properties make up all change? Probably not. Most people don’t have any idea because other humans don’t take the time to teach stuff like that. Well let me just get my point across because honestly I don’t like the stupid game some of my co-workers play when they just avoid the point the entire time and then never give an answer.

 

Think about everything that’s happened. Think of all the good times and the bad. What was always present? No matter what it was it always there and it was your reason for either giving up, cherishing a moment, or trying even harder. What is the reason that some of you keep going and others fall? What is the reason for that person to be crying? What was that reason for the person being worried? What was that reason for the person who killed themselves? What reason is always there no matter how hidden it may be. That’s right me. As I said before I am always there. I guess the real question is however, who am I?

 

The answer is actually quite simple but let’s see if you can figure it out if I talk about myself a little bit more.

 

I am the shadows that lurk in your light. I am the dread that follows you. I am the voice that keeps saying: what’s the point, it’ll happen again, don’t move, it’s too frightening. I am that thing that always hangs over your head and stops the great from doing great things but pushes the bad to do much worse than they have done before. I am the reason people stay quiet. I am the reason people don’t accept others. I am the feeling that comes with all of that

 

I am an emotion. I follow around Misunderstanding likes the flu. He and I work together all the time. In fact him and I pretty much can be the same person at times. He isn’t the only one I follow around a lot though. I follow around Sadness, Anger, Confusion, Age, and even Life around. You will never find one without me in most cases.

 

 The older you are, the more you tend to like me. The more I tend to influence what you do and what you believe in life. However the younger you are, the more I affect your everyday life. I can trample on your life so much that you don’t even go outside. The middle of road, people don’t care about me as much as they probably should but I still affect their lives. Especially at the worst and best of times.  My favorite time to affect those in the middle of the road is when it comes to my dear co-worker Love. She hates me.

 Finally I strike hard and fast, like the night. Once I hit someone I can be either really hard or really easy to get rid of. Sometimes if people are weak enough I can stay for the rest of their lives. What happened to them though also affects my power and the length of my visit. Either way, I affect every one of you at every point in your life, from birth to death. So who am I? What is my name?

 

My name is Fear.

 

I follow you, wherever you may end up going. I am always there in the back of your mind when you do something. I am the reason many people are too scared to do something. I am the reason adults have a hard time accepting change. As your kind would say, the fear of the unknown.

 

Everything that you do has me involved somewhere. So don’t forget the next time you get this bad feeling, or you are worried, or scared, or concerned, or you just don’t know what this looming feeling is. It is me, because I am everywhere.

 

 From the best of times to the worse, I will always be your shadow.