On a dull evening when I constantly turn my head sideways, changing its course every now and then, I could not sleep right. I watched then the virtual scenarios of fear and struggles, of mysteries of myself. Though some of it are aloof, it sent shivers down to my bones. Ghosts and mythical creatures are what I fear not, but the future which ought to shape my whole world. "I fear that, somehow, I may not an excellent man, soon. I fear that I am not doing great enough," I mumbled. I then cleared my mind from such pessimism. Beside me is a switch, I turned the lights on to slay the demons gushing inside my mind. The pendulum clock has tick-tocked signaling the passing of 12 AM. With all I might, I did everything I could to enslave all the swarming demons that constantly runs on to my head. I did! I slain them off. That was I thought, but for this 1 pygmy, I could not. I then settled to a chair-- to sit with a sign of dizziness and exhaustion. "You are not my son, neither your mother's spouse nor your brother's dad! I belong to myself. I am not your family," said the stinking pygmy from inside my head. I was exhausted of contemplating what my family had done to him as for him to do inconceivable deeds that havocs the heaven of ours. My mom surely was left devastated from that incident. Tears has raced down from my left eye, falling on a paper beside to where I was sitting. I could not speak. I could not move. My voice failed to mumble even a word and squeak. I sobbed, feeling sullen and brood, the way I crumbled my heart. "I could not breathe." I was suffocated by the mere fact of perpetuated pygmy swarming my head. I could not breathe. 20 seconds have past. I could not breathe. I am now choking, crawling now on a floor; I could not breathe. I could not breathe. I fainted. I opened my eyes, noticed that my left eye was wet of tears. I rose examining myself if everything was alright. From a window facing me, I watched the sun rising from the horizon. I realized that every little thing was a dream. I remembered, "I could not breathe." But instead, I wiped my tears and woke up with a start. The birds chirped and flew up in the sky.
