Chapter 1: Journal Entry 1: The Creeps
What is it? That chill that fear wraths itself upon our beings..... That chill that grips tight at our souls, and can clamp temporarily to your spine..... The cold frigid air, the tingles, or perhaps maybe the creeps.....
At times it can feel as if someone or some thing is right on top of you, weighing you down on your back or your shoulders. And on those rare unexpected occasions of chaos’ extreme influence, one may even hear whispers from sources other than what can be continually delivered by means of devious games that lay outside people’s harassments in attempts of mental control.....
Were it to be something physical of nature’s comparisons, what would the catalyst of these deep rooted reactions be; in association with a person’s fears?
People find fear in many an unknown, and some may find even greater fear of those things regularly associated with one’s daily realities. Things that can be seen, heard and even touched.
Fear itself, it creeps; and at times depending on the situation it may reek and even peek to many levels of mind and of body complications.....
The smells of fire and rotting putrid flesh..... Eight unseen legs crawling slowly up onto different parts of the body, with a natural born fear by many of these creeping and crawling vermin of god’s creation ..... And perhaps a slithering serpent with evil looking eyes that are merely by nature a part of their life born existence.....
Maybe the worst of our fears are deep rooted paranoia that bother only those unlucky few that have been cursed with multiple issues of the mind.......
Maybe the creeps are all of these things and so much more.....
