Revised: 2 May, 2006

Written on: 15 September, 2005

Type fic: short drabble, one-shot

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!

Warnings: weirdness and angst in abundance

A/N:

I was cleaning up my room today and I came across this little ficlet. I couldn't even remember writing it, but here it is anyway, posted up for your reading pleasure!

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Fear

Written by: XvXChaosMagicianGirlXvX

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It's like I can't breathe whenever they are near. I feel like I'm suffocating because of their close proximity.

My hands become slippery, slick with sweat. My face, as pale as a white sheet of paper, is drained of all the colour it previously had.

My body is shaking, trembling. I'm rooted to the spot because of one solitary human emotion: fear.

Fear…one of the most despicable emotions mankind has to offer. It has one source from which it draws its precious strength. It has absolutely no true value, nor a valid purpose to serve. It is only useful for dealing people a crippling blow.

Fear incapacitates you, renders you unable to do anything. It may seem just a harmless emotion to some people, but to me it is pure poison, evil disguising itself under a cloak of innocence.

Shards of ice pierce my heart. Like sharp, cold needles, numbing me completely. I try to speak, make my mouth move to form words, but I'm frozen. Fear has already wrapped me in its embrace.

Silence reigns. My shallow breathing is the only sound that breaches this deafening silence. My pulse quickens, as the haze suddenly lifts. Finally fear has relinquished the hold it had over me only moments before.

For now, I'm save. But not forever. As soon as the perfect situation presents itself once again, its tendrils of coldness will envelop me again, paralysing me…

I can run from it, but I will never be free of it. It will never fully relinquish the hold it has on me.

I despise it because of this. I invoke, inspire fear inside myself. It's a part of me. Something I can't fight against without beating myself while I'm at it.

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A/N:

Okies, let me know what you think. Did it rock or suck, let me know. No flames, please. They'll only be used to roast my marshmallows on after having laughed myself silly over them. Constructive Criticism is encouraged. Don't be shy, give me honest, critical feedback if you'd like!

Disclaimer: …… Do I look like I own Yu-Gi-Oh? No? Good!