Short Story : ' The Knot Of Anxiety '

“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.

Please don't think I am here for sympathy. This is not meant as a sob story, this is meant as a warning. Please, be cautious. There are monsters lurking out there.

The anxiety started when we checked into the hotel. I was in Syracuse with three of my best friends, ready to have a weekend full of exhilaration and laughter.

As she hastily made her way through the long-winded hallway, the realisation of her husband being away at war suddenly hit her. The delight evident on her face swiftly turned into an expression of extreme woe. Heartbroken by the fact that he was missing this major milestone, her eyes were a waterfall, dripped with salty tears down her

Father’s eyes remained fixed on his daughter’s tear trails and bloody bubbling nose. His gaze grew pained and glassy. I know that man. He shook his head of grey hair and came to. The man crouched and calmly stroked Sybil’s brunette curls. How he missed her frizzy halo during dark dawns when she woke.

When he finished his breakfast he decided it was time to get rid of the body. As he was heading to the general’s room he got lost like as if he was lost in a maze. Soon he found his way there.

did when I realized that for nearly an hour I had been in the presence of Newt

Smith waiting frantically, “Gosh Isiah you scared me, you’re lucky I covered for you guys”

His torn up white shirt was scattered with dried blood, but would be replace with new one. His pants was in the same condition like his shirt. The young boy hair was oily and messy, now that he thought about it, when was the last time he had shower or went out to see the blue skies.

The author of Untie the Fear Knots of Your Heart is Dr. Ken Nichols. Liberty University Press published it in 2010. This book revolves around the subject of fear. Fear is something that every one of us must deal with on a routine basis. Fear comes in all shapes and sizes. It ranges from normal, healthy fear to dramatic, life-disrupting fear that ties a person in knots (Nichols, 2010). There is an opportunity of change for those that allow fear to create knots and a debilitated state of mind. A person can transform “fear knots” into “fear not’s” by following the advice within this book (Nichols, 2010). The problem is not necessarily the fear itself. Fear can be transformed into faith when a person chooses to respond with spiritual strength and wisdom (Nichols, 2010).

From somewhere in the stillness, she felt a soft breeze on her neck and heard a faint whisper in her ear “Lacey....” A trickle of fear ran down her spine as she gave a furtive glance around the room. She was alone, wasn’t she? Were there vagrants in the area? Afraid and needing to hear a human voice, she called out, “Hello? Is anyone here?”

A trickle of fear had her lying motionless with her eyes closed, straining to hear the slightest noise. A deep sigh of regret and the pressure of a body by her side made her acutely aware that she wasn’t alone.

What’s wrong? A bark of laughter echoed in the quiet, slightly pathetic in the way that it had hiccuped out of her. The smile on her face somewhat rueful despite how weighted it was with sadness. Before she could answer him, she needed to make sure that she couldn’t see his eyes -- couldn’t be able to see their slow drift from tenderness into something much more damning. So she gently released his hand and settled her arms on his lap, creating a self-made pillow to rest her

overwhelmed with joy because she has her father back. It gives her a sense of comfort. She begins

He tried to walk in another direction, but the predators had already snuck behind and in front of him, surrounding him in a tight circle.