The Madness of Anger(Sequel to "The plague of St. Anger)
Many individuals suffer from St. Anger. Many think that satin is evil but people change their opinions when they meet St. Anger. Next to Satin he's the most evil thing you shall encounter. He plagues his victims with anger that when you feed it, it stays with you for the rest of your life. Anger can be divided into many categories from feelings of Franticness to stress and finally just straight out anger. when we have the feeling of anger we feel all warm inside. As if a volcano shall cause a massive eruption. St. Anger was meant to draw the weak and make him their slaves and minions. How he does it is one simple thing. Power. Once the anger rushes in, you feel as if you have a sense of power and control over the enemy that has St. Anger within you. At times he'll leech off of you up until the point where he'll cause something very terrible to happen that may scar you for life and wasn't meant to happen.
When the accident is caused St. Anger has officially left his mark. To recover from these scars is like the Gulf of Mexico recovering from the Deepwater Horizon. Many things have made me angry and I'm always in a constant state of battling with my Anger. From Kindergarten up till 5th grade my anger has been unstoppable. But It wasn't until sometime in 5th grade where I decided to speak up against St. Anger and took anger management classes. And for a certain time period St. Anger met his match and I was free of his curse for the time being. But I was wrong. At present day St. Anger came back for me and this time he has sealed so much anger within me that he shall make sure I don't try to rid myself of him. It's merely impossible to get rid of him but its the madness of it all. Many individuals who don't have his plague are lucky individuals. They've never experienced anger like myself. As I age I feel St. Anger growing weaker and one thing I know for sure is when I'm at my dying moment that I shall finally unlock his chains that bounded me and finally kill St. Anger freeing myself and resting in peace.
For me certain I'm always in a constant state of war with my emotions and anger is one of the many is anger. I 'll always feel him twisting my mind and trying to thwart me whenever he gets the chance but one things for sure the day I rid myself of St. Anger will be a great day of freedom and it'll be an honor assassinating St. Anger
The Feeling of Accomplishment(Continuing Flashback)Part 2
"What really happened next wasn't that big of a deal to me. I was just nervous of what my results would be. The feeling I had was as if I was waiting for the results of a cancer test. I thought I didn't make it to state again but I had second thoughts saying why would they send you an envelope saying you failed? I went inside my house and opened it in a matter of seconds. As I skimmed through the letter there it was right in the fine print. Finally after two month of agony I get to see my fate. I made it. Was it sheer luck? Sheer will, participation, or honor I don't know but to see it right there on a piece of paper was an honor. State was going to be held in Madison Wisconsin on April 3rd at the American Family Insurance Headquarters. What shall happen next I don't know but whatever is gonna happen it's going to be me and a certain number of kids such as myself who have a knack for geography so I know this is gonna be tough"
Somewhere in March 2009
Age 12
Ms. Cleary's classroom
6th grade
Motivation YES I MADE IT TO STATE!
I'm with one of my classmates in the school library. I was given orders to come down and study. As soon as I received my admission letter to state I spread the word and soon it was a madhouse. Everybody was frantic they couldn't believe it. For the first time in Horizon history someone has actually made it and qualified for state for the geography bee. And so while the rest of my class had to take lessons on some subject I had no idea what it was but I was sent down to study and prepare my brain for the biggest challange of my life. And so 45 minutes-1 hour later one of my classmates came to check on my status and I was told to return to quarters. As I approached my quarters I noticed that the classroom was dark. At first I thought that my fellow classmates were watching a movie but then I realized that there was no sound. I was then confronted by my fellow classmates. It was a surprise party and I couldn't believe it!
"It was amazing how much my fellow classmates had faith in me. I knew that from that day onward that I should be thankful for having such great comrades and classmates. As the party went and raged on lots of festivities were enjoyed. It was a time of good spirits, good cheer and happy times that everybody loved. But I knew that I still had to face my biggest challenge yet and I knew that this is why this party is happening. State HERE I COME!"
Geographical Reconnaissance(Flashback Part 3)
April 3rd
2009
American Family Insurance HQ
Madison Wisconsin
Age 12
Motivation You've made it this far now go make your comrades proud.
It's 5 AM.I'm tired I still want to sleep but then I remember what is going on today. today it's time to go to state. And so I got up out of bed went for a shower ate breakfast and finally got in the car and I was on my way. It was me, my mom and my uncle. All three of us had one destination in mind, Madison. As we were on our way there I watched the sun rise and thought to myself everybody is with me. They have put their faith, trust and hope in me and now time to go live out my dream. As we approached the AMFAM HQ I was amazed by the sheer size of the building. When I saw a map and the outline of the building I couldn't believe it. This building was divided into 5 buildings and they were Buildings A, B, C, D, and E. At first all three of us got lost but after receiving help from a couple of employee's we finally made it to the lobby of the building where I checked in and waited. Even the Lobby itself was impressive with beautiful marble carvings. Finally after waiting an hour or 2 all parents and kids had to report into the auditorium. As I took my seat I looked around the Auditorium great 100 kids. Some may have the same knowledge than me or they're smarter than me. After watching a couple of advertisements and receiving a debriefing from a couple of judges the groups were then divided. After being divided into groups each group split up and went to different corridors there state shall begin in each one of the corridors. As my group reported to our corridor we took our seats in comfy office chairs so I knew enjoy it, relax and time to meet my opponents. Like the school geography bee I was told there were 7 rounds and with each round the difficulty would become harder. I powered my way through rounds 1-5 but then my downfall sped up to me and finally caught up to me and brought me down to my knees. Rounds 6 and 7 were cultural and historical geography. I knew historical geography but that was from the world wars and onward. And cultural geography was my final downfall. I needed 7 points to advance to the tie breaker round but I was only at 6 points and so I kissed state goodbye. Though I've met my downfall it wasn't the only failure that happened that day. I also failed my fellow classmates but I thought to myself even though I failed I did set three records and that was. First Asian to go to state in something, First person in Horizon history to go to state and first one to almost win all three consecutive years. It was an honor being here though I've failed I doubt nobody shall ever meet a person that has this much passion such as myself.
"From that day onward I've swore that I shall return to state and avenge for my loss that year 2 years later in 8th grade I'm 13 years old I've gotten wiser, smarter and taller. Whenever I look back at my past to events such as this I always know that someday I'll be back. I have an upcoming Geography Bee on January 19th. What shall happen? I don't know but whatever happens I shall live to tell the tale."
The Hero of the Day
Whenever I think back to what happened to me two years ago I always have that year in my mind. Ironically what happened two years ago in my opinion wasn't suppose to happen. It was more like a thing that should not be but did become to be. As I look to my future I always think to myself I've gotten older and wiser but what more can I do? Its 8:00 A.M and I'm in my Language Arts class. It was announced that today was the final elimination and so my last words before I left my class was "This will be a piece of cake". And so as I left my room I kept the same thought in my head "State I'm coming for you". With pride, dignity and honor at stake I left my classroom. As I enter the Library where this brilliant showdown was about to take place. I entered and I met up with my opponents and thought to myself "This is 6th grade all over again". I took my seat and as the other contestants arrived I thought to myself "Let's go!".
First round was sudden death what made me nervous was how hard the questions would be. And I found out when 11 of the 14 competitors were eliminated. The realization came to me it's not time to fool around it's time to get serious. Powering my way through sudden death I finally made it to the championship round. 6th grade is repeating all over again. As usual in the championship round there were three questions. I was up against a 7th grade named Joey Hernandez and the way he has fought now has proven himself worthy to make it this far. And so with the felling of suspense in the air we finally began combat for the final showdown that shall reach all students of this school. 3 questions were given in which both of us have to answer it. As the competition got under way immediately Joey answered one wrong. Right then I though I had this one in the bag but it seems my luck and karma bit me back hard and I got one wrong as well. But finally after an all out full scale war it was over those who were their to witness it couldn't believe it.
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The Q-Steins's rampage ended and peace finally began circulating. It's 10 years later most of the soldiers are 40 years old now and a memorial has been placed where that bloody week long battle was fought. Many along with their wives and children made the pilgrimage to the National historical landmark. Even the wives and children of Q-Stein Soldiers made the pilgrimage to the site. They shook hands and then the memorial began. One of the soldiers went up to the podium and said "We are gathered here today to honor the brave men who lost their lives to pay the terrible price of war. Indeed it was terrible and as we stand here today we questions ourselves was it really worth it?". Later on in the memorial each soldier was talking to each other one of the many conversations going on was the talk of going mental from this whole madness that was called a battle.
For many soldiers going mental began when they signed up at there corps camp. It was here that they met their demanding officers. Day by day it was always the same thing shout after shout after shout. Many were going insane but many figured if this was they signed up for then they have to prove themselves worthy. For these many young men the wall was being built around them and they didn't even realize it. The wall they were told by commanders will only break down when you come face to face with the enemy. Also they were told that the other methods of breaking the wall down was Death or Pain and suffering because the wall grips you, stains you and eats you. For many young men getting through boot camp was torture but some how in the end they made it was a big question that they didn't know how to answer. And so as they finished their training war was knocking on their door and they had to obey the call of duty and so their military careers were about to begin. When the bloody week long battle began they watched as the sounds of death was everywhere from fellow comrades dying to the sounds of their own death clocks ticking away. traumatic experiences kept happening to the soldiers when one happened another one happened as well. As the war raged on both leaders of both armies demanded that everybody shall fight till their last breath. And so Pain and suffering set in and when it did so many soldiers realized that the wall was getting higher and so they had no choice but to go a rampage. And so in an act of desperation they started going on a killing spree in the battle and as they did so the wall was crumbling. As the spree continued the wall finally got torn down. But the wall fought back and the soldiers ended up getting shot and at their final moment. As they accept the fact that they're dying they then look back upon their lives.
It was Fall 1997 each soldier went to school and they were 17 years old. It was high school and they wanted to something big before they left high school and so many found they're calling. Many turned to sports while several individuals turned to intelligent activities such as Academic Decathlon. And so as their Junior year raged on the accomplishments started coming by tens to hundreds. Many praised most of these juniors to become having the most successful life out of anybody. But there was one thing that got into the minds of most of these brilliant men and that was dealing with relationships. Many were in relationships because of their success while others somehow got into a relationship. And so many individuals spent the remaining part of high school accomplishing personal goals and in relationships. Many relationships lasted while others only lasted a couple of weeks. For many individuals after high school groups disbanded and people went solo with their lives and hoped to become famous. But they ended up being shunned by many major corporations and so they got angry. Many of these men had anger problems but for them it was something to deal with. When it comes to St. Anger dealing with him was torture but it was something to get by and they knew it.
Many of these men have had successful lives but after they disbanded they moved on with their lives going solo. But it wouldn't be until the war began that these faithful young men would be reunited again. But soon they shall realize that with war you have to pay a terrible price to either continue your existence or join the many that have fallen.
The Death Tunnel
I hear screaming and pounding at night. This place gives me the creeps and I question why I'm here. The cry and moaning of patients here is just horrible and I know that the reason why they're in here is because society thought that that they could not live side by side next to us. For me to be here is like a decision I think I should never have done. But from what I could see from electroshock therapy, X-Rays and other painful and terrible treatment that it looks like that this is the end of the line for many people. No one can imagine a place like this, what kind of a place is this exactly? Only one word can describe this place, home. But honestly who can call a sanitarium home?
Living in a sanitarium is horrible and bone chilling. Death is either in the air or everywhere. Gravestones litter the cemetery as thousands upon thousands were buried there and soon I knew that I was going to die from either going insane or disease. My cell that I was locked up in was cold, dark and it felt like that life for me shall never be the same. Sanitariums are living nightmares as I walk the hallways towards the cafeteria to eat lunch I see 4-9 year olds living in these cage/crib type of things when really they should be able to be able to walk by themselves by now. Another thing I noticed was there were only 2 people taking care of children and I counted 50 Children being taken care of by 2 people! To me this was a true thing that should not be but I remembered that society thought that these people could not live side by side with them. After lunch I went back up to my room on my way up I hear nothing but the sounds of coughing from people suffering tuberculosis, people talking to each other and the sound of the occasional hearse leaving. I looked out towards the sign near the main entrance. The sign said Waverly Hills Sanitarium but honestly I would've changed the name to "Die anyway you could".
Isolation is one of the many things you shall experience here but if the disease is not gonna kill you then the doctors will. Treatment was terrible from electroshock therapy to baths in cold water to calm the mental down. I'm 60 years old now and I knew that my Tuberculosis shall catch up to me and so as my final years slipped by
I looked back upon my life and thought to myself my time is up what shall happen to me I don't know.
The next day on April 1st 1914 he died. He was body was put inside a coffin and then next his coffin was put on top of a cart and rolled down the 400 feet of concrete that was the death tunnel the last stop for many helpless souls that realized that disease took everything from them.
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