The monsters

The heaviness in my chest pulled me down. I didn’t find the courage to get out of the bed, to walk around, to face my family. Instead I decided to sit down and think of all the magical and mystical lands that existed and how I was not part of it. There could Hogwarts and I never got my letter, there could be a battle between High Fae and Hybern and we are just kept away from it. They probably cast a spell on us which led to these mysterious mental disorders. It is plausible, I thought though my rational side dismissed it immediately.

My mental shields were down at this moment and my demons were awake. Meet the demon of self loathe, asura of anxiety and raging rakshasa. They each have a different colour, demon is black in colour, asura is brick red and rakshasa is dark green. They are stout, fierce looking monsters who lived in the dark lands of your brain. With the shields low, they attacked the brighter side of the brain, the ones that had a drop of happiness. I knew I couldn’t let this happen but I was tried, tired of fighting, tired of losing. Nevertheless, I picked myself up and screamed out loud, in my head, obviously.

“Get out of my lands. You can’t feed on my happiness anymore; you can’t rest on my fear anymore. Get out”, I said and tried pushing my shields up. I liked to think of myself as a warrior, dressed in my armor holding a sword on my horse with my face high in the sky. 

The asura of anxiety smirked and said “Sure, darling but on one condition”.

Wait what? They are ready to negotiate? What is he going to ask? No. No. No. Not that. Don’t ask that. I really can’t cry anymore, I really can’t have anymore sleepless night. What are his conditions?

The asura smiled widely watching the anxiety rise in my lands. Before I could launch my soldiers, his spell came to effect. My nails were automatically digging into my arms, pain jolted across my spine. I shrank and sunk into my knees, I knew I lost control but I also knew that I am a warrior; I haven’t learnt to give up. Pain continued to shoot up while my nails sank into my skin. I resisted it. I continued fighting the asura. 

The verbal dispute went on in my head but this time my heart started palpitating and I could feel it in my mouth. The rakshasa of rage had taken over my heart now. They are smart, they knew heart was my weakness. Asura distracted me while Rage played it's part. Well played. Oh lord, save me now. My breathing went at the speed of light with my nails digging deeper. My body shivered and these monsters sat on their throne to watch the show. I went down and in a minute everything went black. Bleep!­