Descriptive/Narrative Essay About Fear

Everyone is endowed with experiences that induce fear and the daunting time I had while I was enjoying the ebb and flow of the tranquil sea in conjunction with the entrancing full moon, last August, proves I am no exception. Since sitting under sky illuminated by the light of both twinkling star and the moon, and listening to my favorite kind of music are to my liking, I ventured out to the closest beach to my village, in order to relax.

However, that all changed when I realised that I was not alone with my very thoughts, since an uncomfortable premonition of someone staring at me pervaded my senses. Therefore, I turned around and I saw a tall, well-built, almost thirty-five-year-old  man standing a few meters behinds me. At first, I did not react, but as soon as I heard him getting closer, I could hear my heart thump; so, I moved briskly. After a few minutes, he commenced mumbling and I trembled with apprehension when I thought about what might happen next. So, I stood up and I ran as fast s my legs could carry me, especially when I understood that he was following me.

All of a sudden, not only did my phone ring, but I also stumbled over the rugged terrain and I hit the ground. I immediately rose up, answered the phone and put my father into the picture. Petrified as he was, he assured that he was soon going to put an end to everything. Just then, the intimidating man reached me, managed to stop me and I found myself pleading with him not to hurt me. To my sheer amazement, though, he laughed and explained to me that the only thing he wanted to do was return a ring, which my absentminded mother had lost in this tavern earlier that evening. I thanked God and only after he clarified everything to my horrified parents, did we derive much pleasure from the breath-taking scenery. 

In a nutshell, although I have had no desire whatsoever to worship nature all alone since then, I perceived that F.E.A.R. only stands for either Forgetting Everything And Running, or Facing Everything And Rising. So, for the foreseeable future, I intend to pursue the latter. 

Were I to contemplate on a time capsule...

As the second millennium came to an end, time capsules were invented. A time capsule is a waterproof cache which not only contains items that are equivalent to the status quo of the era they are put in the capsule, but it is also buried in order to be found by future generations. Were I to contemplate on such a patent, what objects would I utilize to arouse everyone's interest concerning society? Topping my list, would be a diary and a rose. 

To begin with, my first option about what to include in the time capsule, would undoubtedly be a leather-bound diary. This specific diary, though, would not contain superficial information, but, instead my priority would be to immerse myself into the depths of socialeconomic problems with which my country is infested. More specifically, bias, racism and exceedingly high levels of unemployment and poverty, pose and are anticipated to pose some of the most pressing issues. So, I would cherish the idea to write down to urge future generations how to tackle them. Moreover, historians and the so-called elite may possess individual incentives; thereby, there is only a grain of truth in their records. Due to the fact that written history remains, or as they say "scripta manent", our offsprings would not repeat the mistakes of the past.

As for the second item, it would be a rose, as a symbol of the withering of society, which has already been foreseen. It is an undisputed fact that society is contingent on adolescents, who are the bud of the flower. In fact, since technology is estimated to evolve, teenagers will become addicted to it and as a consequence, passivity will prevail. Concerning the spines of the rose, they would be equivalent to the repercussions of the shriveling. It is clear that a human would be hurt by them ans so would society. More specifically, the spines would depict problems which prevent society from evolving, for instance, coercion, corruption and submission. So, the underlying message would be the vigilance, or the flourishment of the youth.

In a nutshell, there is no doubt in my mind that if I wanted to motivate future generations to create an egalitarian society, my time capsule would include the diary and the rose. However, would these items seem trivial to those who would find them I can only hope that the shape of  things to come will be positive for everyone.