Continuation of The Writing Blurb

So I posted part if this story a while ago. I’m writing on this app called Wattpad where you can write and publish your stories and read other people’s too. This part comes after the part I published earlier. So her you go…

–DAYS EARLIER–

“For the LAST time will you shut up!” My voice rang over the mindless chatter of my friends and family.

“But seriously, what would happen if he didn’t come back this time… What if he really stayed MIA forever?” Cece’s voice cut through the mindless chatter and giggles. Everyone stopped to look at me. All with the same question in their eyes.

“I’ve never thought about it,” I answered truthfully. “I’ve never pictured my life without him, simply because I would have no life. There would be no ‘Christina Rose’ with out my Chris. There just wouldn’t.”

My ominous words bounced around to each person in turn. My mother and father pursuing their lips. They don’t like the fact that their little girl is so emotionally dependent on a “boy.”

My brothers’ wives and girlfriends sighed at my seemingly romantic words. Not understanding the truth, and the weight that they held.

My words finally bounced to me.

“Is that really what would happen to me?” I thought. “Yes.”

Actually, the more I thought about it the more and more they bothered me. I had always been an independent girl before I met Chris. After I was different. I always needed him. Weather he had his arm around me, or he was waving excitedly through the computer screen. All the way from Afghanistan.

Another Explode a Moment

The room was shrouded in shadowy ray-less-light. As if you could sense the despair hanging in the air.
My knee bounced in worried anticipation. My fingernails well,they were-long-gone. My eyes had found the ticking clock yet agin. My body was rigid with fear. My ears were longing for the piercing sound of a ring. Distress was clearly written across my face.
I was worried.
Worried for what the call would bring… worried for what the call would mean.
And then the dreaded moment came “ring,ring…”

Worry is Harmful

You know the feeling,that you get,the one at the pit of your stomach,that never ending gnawing away. The one that’s always there.

For example worry effects your mood. If you’re worried about something that might happen later in the day ,you’ll be distracted and do things you wouldn’t normally do. One day I had a competition after school which effected my mood the ENTIRE morning. I was irritable and rude due to my nervousness about the upcoming competition and regretted every thing that spilled out of my mouth. I was so worried what would happen later that I wasn’t noticing what was happening right in front of me.

In addition you may get so caught up with being worried about what you’re doing that you don’t even pay attention to what you’re doing. For example whenever I have a test, I psych myself out so much that I don’t even pay attention to my questions and answers. Consequently, my grades never impress. You shouldn’t let fear distract you

In conclusion don’t psych yourself. Don’t let that feeling in the stomach defeat you. Don’t let worry effect you in this way. Worry can be helpful in that it gives you an edge, but the effects can be harmful. Don’t let it be too overwhelming.