I see that you still have fear in you!
-Yes I do!
I will tell you something…
A long time ago, when I was just a boy
I had the fear, of the darkness
I did not know what I feared?
I felt alone with this secret
Soon I could not sleep
The darkness was all around me
I did not know what to do…?
Until, I was so terrified!
I called upon the darkness and ask
The spirits to be with me and to show me
What is it I feared…?
-What is it you feared?
“Being alone…”
The darkness, is emptiness…
This is why I feared it!
Confront your fears
Ask the spirits to help you
And guide you…
You need not to be alone
We are with you…!
And you are strong!
Use your heart to guide you…
-Not your head!
Running Bull
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Reviewed by Michelle Carroll
5/26/2002
It's unusal for a fish to be afraid of the dark. After all, most of their life is lived in the darkness of the sea. Fear not my friend, for creatures of the sea abound you. And there is one such creature that lives between two worlds. She craves the darkness, its mystery entices her, and she thrashes amid the waves, diving into the depths of her soul, rising to the height of her light, she will rescue you. Nice work!
Your Mermaid is on the way!
Reviewed by Kate Clifford
4/20/2002
I had the fear of the dark most of my life. I find the thoughts expressed here interesting since the next greatest fear was being alone. Now that I have lived that life I fear very little. Good write.
Reviewed by Michelle Southern
3/23/2002
Good advice that applies to most of life's situations! :) Also... thanks for the fabulous review!
Well, I have never used my head to guide me from being alone, don't know if it is my heart either. Good story, I see you have quite a slough of girls here at the AD already. Keep up the good work,
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