Zane Daigle
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Dear Diary What is love? I always assumed that love was a feeling that someone got when they found someone that they really liked. The definition is an intense feeling of deep affection. But that led me to wonder what true deep affection really is. Love, we hear about it in just about every song, we see it everywhere. Why can't I find love? Why can't I grasp the concept of love? It doesn't make a whole lot of sense because as humans we are created to love. We are a social species and are left feeling empty and broken and sometimes dead inside when we don't interact with other people for an extended period of time. Or maybe this only happens to me. Maybe I'm just weird, I don't know. Like today I saw a beautiful girl walking towards me. She looked lonely and like she wanted someone to talk to. I thought to myself this is my chance. a chance to build a connection with someone other than my childhood friends. As I got closer and closer I was hyping myself up to say hi but all that i did was smile and she smiled back. It was such an innocent smile and it only made her so much more pretty. But that was all i kept walking and said nothing and naturally she did the same. I don't know what came over me but it was as if a tiny voice inside of my soul said what if she says no. I've always feared that. I can't stand the feeling of being told no. But at the same time that's not the real reason I refuse to try to talk to people. It's not as simple as no. Deep down I know it's the fact that I can build a good relationship with someone only for them to betray or break my heart. That's where the real fear lies. I can't get over that. That grueling feeling of being left behind. The feeling of being heart broken and losing what I love. So in a way I do have a grasp of love. I just don't want to accept it because I'm afraid of losing it. How can I fully commit myself? How do I build up the courage to take a chance on love? The funny thing is I used to call myself fearless. I used to say that nothing in this world can stop me and make me cower in a corner. Oh was i so wrong. I moved on to college and I realized I was all talk. No i wasn't all talk i certainly did what most people would never dare do. The amount of times I put my life at risk just to have some fun. The long list of daring things I did. Ya i'm not all talk i carry a big game too. So why am I being defeated now? I used to say that nothing in this world would defeat me. And ya know what I'm sick of it defeating me. Screw being afraid of love and what could happen. So many better things can happen that outweigh the bad next week is going to be different. Next week I'm going to go back to being fearless. I'm going to go back to being the reckless, shameless, freaking awesome man that I used to be. No more hiding behind a hood. No more cowering in a corner. No more saying that I'll do it next time. There might not be a next time. The time is now and I'm just getting started. Look out world the warrior inside of me is coming back and this time i wont lose
By Zane Daigle4 years ago in Humans
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It was a dark night. The moon had a red taint because of the reflection of blood in the water. Why did this have to happen? Why? Why after everything that he did? After trying so hard he still couldn't save those he loved. How could he have so much power but still not be able to save anyone? These were the thoughts that went through the hero's head as he stood around the bodies. His body was so tense and so chiseled that it was as hard as iron. He only had one person's blood on him and that was the blood of the person responsible for all this death. On;y that's not how the hero saw it; he put everything on himself. He felt so much pain that he couldn't move. So much heartbreak and disbelief. Did he really just lose. He has never lost in his life. Being regarded as the most powerful being on earth he never thought he would lose. But after today he didn't know what to do. Even though he didn’t lose the fight he lost the war. He lost everyone he .oved and he also was so filled with rage that he broke his one rule. He killed a man. He got pushed to his limit. And now he felt something igniting inside of him something he always had but was strong enough to push it down and ignore it. A little voice that constantly told him did he really need to be the good guy did he really need to be the hero. With so much power he should be able to get anything he wants. That is what the voice would tell him but this time it had a different message. Why stop here? You've already killed a man, what's stopping you from doing it again. Nothing in this world can stop you and after giving this pathetic world everything it repays you by killing off everyone you truly cared about. As the hero stood there listening to the voice he realized it was right. Nothing can stop him. This world doesn't deserve a savior, it deserves a conqueror. It deserves to be ruled by a single king, a single god. Then he began to think why not him? Why shouldn't he be the god of this new world? But then suddenly the voice spoke up again. Why should this world be ruled by you? They don't deserve a second chance, they deserve to be punished. People will never learn. They might start off looking at you like a god and ruler but there will always be hate and jealousy. People will begin to be jealous of your power and will want to take it. They created you; it won't be long until they create another with power like yours. They will overthrow you, they will kill you even if all you gave them is love and protection. Now in full conversation with the voice the hero replies then what do you suggest we do. Are you suggesting that we kill everyone in this world? No, the voice replies. We become what you hated most evil. We force them to make someone like us now and we make them go to war with us and this time we won't lose. This time we show them what it's like to challenge a god. We will slowly burn this world to the ground and watch as they beg for forgiveness. But we must take precaution and go about our plan step by step. After all, it wouldn't be fun to end it immediately. The hero now wore a crooked twisted smile. The demon in him finally emerged and he was about to have one hell of a time.
By Zane Daigle4 years ago in Fiction
