listen up...and then let goA Story by J. C. Alvares His skin was so, so cold against my
own. I could see him struggling to keep his eyes open, cold sweat dripping from
his forehead, teeth clenching. I knew by the way he was gripping my hand that
he wanted to fight the pain, but it was wearing him out. He looked straight
into my eyes. “I need you to keep one promise. Do this for me, please. I know
it is too much to ask, but I want to make sure you will keep your head up, no
matter what. This world is not wonderful, as many people would like it to be "
it’s painful, horrible sometimes. I know. This life is not about proving anyone
anything; it’s not about going after something you don’t even know if it’s
worth the risk. It’s more likely about being able to hold your ground so others
won’t throw you off the edge. It sounds cruel, unfair. Holding your ground
doesn’t mean pretending nothing’s happening, but being capable of admitting your
fears and feelings and still keep on fighting for what you think is right.
Regretting the past is alright as long as you don’t go the wrong way twice.
Hurting is not an option, it’s a condition the world imposes you. It will try
to drag you down, but you ought to be stronger than it. You can’t shake it off, but you can try to
avoid it…but by doing so, you may feel empty and alone. If you must know, there
are some things, some people that are worth the pain. And if you decide they’re
worth it, you’ll have to be strong for them...even though if feels like there’s
nothing else to be done, it may be the only thing that you can do, so they can
let the pain fade by being sure they’ve left this world in the hands of someone
that was worth their struggles, too.” © 2012 J. C. AlvaresAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 30, 2012 Last Updated on July 30, 2012 AuthorJ. C. AlvaresRio de Janeiro, BrazilAboutI was told fairytales were meant to last - I'd rather be a warrior than a princess, though. (20 year old Brazilian girl. Studying Literature, hoping I can create a world of my own and live there somed.. more..Writing
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