Darkness

Just like any four or five year old kid, you would always get afraid of the dark. You would scream and shout when the lights go out. You would shiver and tremble of the sounds when the trees would scramble, and you would hide like a rat from turbulent storms. When you grow up, you forget those problems, and you would sleep in the clouds like any other teenager, but for me, I still have those problems.
 I’m not as scared as I was before (because I used to be terrified by the sight of darkness,) today, for me, darkness means something else- gruesome, despicable and electrifying.

But with a bit of light, It can wash it all away. When I was young I would think light was supposed to disintegrate vampires, burn lost souls and keep zombies away from my room (I still hate zombies, just from thinking about them walking around the city with me as the only survivor freaks me out.) But the real reason that the light is there. It’s to shine my night. And I still do it today, now the light is not only to shine my night but it’s also there for me to read at night. Instead of my just reading a bit and forcing me to read, I just read till I fall asleep.