Freddie Flintoff Essay
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Sara Azmoudeh
5 March 2015
English 1a
Freddie Flintoff, and I both
The concept of fear is one which is hard to grasp. Fear is a emotion, and parallel to other emotions, fear is non physical. However, the perplex aspect of fear is although it is non physical it is triggered by mental and physical things. Other emotions such as love,happiness, sadness and anger are usually triggered by other people and are taken away by other people. Fear on the other hand begins with us and ends with us. Through out my life I believed I had many fears, I thought
I was scared of bees and spiders and most insects for that matter. However, when you come eye to eye with something that truly frightens you are left with the understanding that although you …show more content…
may fixate on a few scary things most people really only have a select few fears. I had an experience that uncovered to me where my true fears lied. Despite all the silly things that give me the chills every once in a while, I have identified through my own experiences, and those of others that my true fear is the dark.
Have you ever woke up in the middle of the night and realized you needed something?
Whether it was needing to use the restroom or realizing you left your phone down stairs, picture yourself at two in the morning opening your eyes to perceive (or register idk yet) you need to get out of bed. To some, the idea of being awake in the dark, might just be a part of life. I, on the other hand am crippled by the thought of it. Every night when I get home, I am the last one whom arrives at my house. Therefore, it is my responsibility to lock up the house and turn the lights off before I can go to bed. As I reach a five mile radius of my home the thought of turning
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off that last light makes its way into my mind. I fixate on the thought of it and can not possibly seem to get it out of my mind.
Routinely, I arrive at my home and make my way through the garage, I grab a water bottle and then begin the process. I make my way around the house turning off all the bathroom and hall lights until I reach the staircase. Every single night, I count down to one from five and the second my index finger touches the ice cold switch my consciousness is altered. The feeling that enters and radiates throughout my body is one that is hard to describe.
My mind state is altered, and I feel as if I am in the body of someone whom is being held hostage and is running away. Regardless of the temperature I begin to sweat, I feel moisture all along my body and the only release is once I reach the top of the staircase. My legs move as fast as an olympic runners as I bolt up the stairs, with my heart rate in accordance with my feet. Breathing is not on the agenda, and it is as if I can feel someone touching me with every move I make. My stair case is carpet while the upstairs floor is tile, and it is as if my feet have reached an understanding that the carpet is some sort of hot lava that I must sprint past. While the tile is a ice cold release from that lava. With panic, angst and suffering running through me, I finally reach that cool release, that tile that sets me free and brings me back to my own self.
This twenty seconds of distress is horrible, nevertheless I have not always been like this.
Growing up I did always have a little fear of the unseen and unknown which is what I identify with the dark. However, a certain experience is what triggered this terror for me. It …show more content…
was
September thirtieth in the year of two thousand fifteen, a nice and calm Tuesday night. I was making my way home from the house that I nanny at in Mission Viejo. Everything was normal, I took a normal route, I passed by the same shopping centers and listened to the same radio station.
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As my Honda civic entered the intersection of Glenwood and Aliso Creek road it was struck by a vehicle running a red light and myself along with my car were sent spinning into oncoming traffic. The next thing I remember was opening my eyes and seeing nothing. The vibrant world around me was dead, quiet and dark. At that moment there could have been a million potential things running through my mind and scaring me. The only thing I could think about was the fact that I was trapped in darkness. My eyes instantly watered and I realized that I was incapable of moving, with that I was stuck in what I considered a “worst case scenario”. I realized, not only was I terrified of the dark but the only thing that was worst was being stuck in the dark.
Reflecting on that night is not something I enjoy doing what so ever. Realizing you are weak to a non physical emotion is something that almost stunts ones confidence and feeling of strength. It is not until you understand you are not the only one, that things get better. Freddie
Flintoff is the captain of the United Kingdoms cricket team. This man is six feet tall and many pounds heavier than the average man. Flintoff also admits to being deathly afraid of the dark.
Flintoff states “I had this thing as a kid where I watched a bad film when I was young and then I couldn 't go in a dark room.
I was having nightmares and sleepwalking, I really struggled,” he says, when we meet in a slick room at his agents M&C Saatchi. “I’m conquering it slowly. But it 's really strange. I froze a couple of times through the dark. I can’t move.” ( telegraph.co )
Flintoff and I may have differing reasons behind why the dark puts us in a state of absolute fright, regardless we both can identify with the idea that the dark is a negative concept that implicates a sense of horror inside our bodies. Flintoff is a big man who looks like nothing scares him, however the dark is something non physical as well. Nothing explainable scares him, it is the unseen and the unexplainable that does.
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In conclusion, the dark might be just the dark to some as for me drowning or being eaten by sharks in the ocean does not cross my mind. Fears are subjective and that is apart of why they are lethal. And although I have a fear, I ultimately still consider myself strong. I will not evade from the fact that I am a victim to a nonphysical emotion that is in essence controlling parts of my life. The dark has always been a concept that scarred me. This scare is something
relatively minuscule materialized into a deep fear due to a car accident. This car accident triggered a different form of scare and I have come to know that this scare is referred to as a fear, and this fear has left my relentless. I still have a sense of strength for even though I know I have fears so does someone like Freddie Flintoff. With that, if a man that large is entitled to his fears so am I.
Work Cited
"Freddie Flintoff: I 'm Still Afraid of the Dark."
The Telegraph
. Telegraph Media Group, n.d. Web. 06 Mar. 2015.
Sara Azmoudeh
5 March 2015
English 1a
Freddie Flintoff, and I both
The concept of fear is one which is hard to grasp. Fear is a emotion, and parallel to other emotions, fear is non physical. However, the perplex aspect of fear is although it is non physical it is triggered by mental and physical things. Other emotions such as love,happiness, sadness and anger are usually triggered by other people and are taken away by other people. Fear on the other hand begins with us and ends with us. Through out my life I believed I had many fears, I thought
I was scared of bees and spiders and most insects for that matter. However, when you come eye to eye with something that truly frightens you are left with the understanding that although you …show more content…
may fixate on a few scary things most people really only have a select few fears. I had an experience that uncovered to me where my true fears lied. Despite all the silly things that give me the chills every once in a while, I have identified through my own experiences, and those of others that my true fear is the dark.
Have you ever woke up in the middle of the night and realized you needed something?
Whether it was needing to use the restroom or realizing you left your phone down stairs, picture yourself at two in the morning opening your eyes to perceive (or register idk yet) you need to get out of bed. To some, the idea of being awake in the dark, might just be a part of life. I, on the other hand am crippled by the thought of it. Every night when I get home, I am the last one whom arrives at my house. Therefore, it is my responsibility to lock up the house and turn the lights off before I can go to bed. As I reach a five mile radius of my home the thought of turning
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off that last light makes its way into my mind. I fixate on the thought of it and can not possibly seem to get it out of my mind.
Routinely, I arrive at my home and make my way through the garage, I grab a water bottle and then begin the process. I make my way around the house turning off all the bathroom and hall lights until I reach the staircase. Every single night, I count down to one from five and the second my index finger touches the ice cold switch my consciousness is altered. The feeling that enters and radiates throughout my body is one that is hard to describe.
My mind state is altered, and I feel as if I am in the body of someone whom is being held hostage and is running away. Regardless of the temperature I begin to sweat, I feel moisture all along my body and the only release is once I reach the top of the staircase. My legs move as fast as an olympic runners as I bolt up the stairs, with my heart rate in accordance with my feet. Breathing is not on the agenda, and it is as if I can feel someone touching me with every move I make. My stair case is carpet while the upstairs floor is tile, and it is as if my feet have reached an understanding that the carpet is some sort of hot lava that I must sprint past. While the tile is a ice cold release from that lava. With panic, angst and suffering running through me, I finally reach that cool release, that tile that sets me free and brings me back to my own self.
This twenty seconds of distress is horrible, nevertheless I have not always been like this.
Growing up I did always have a little fear of the unseen and unknown which is what I identify with the dark. However, a certain experience is what triggered this terror for me. It …show more content…
was
September thirtieth in the year of two thousand fifteen, a nice and calm Tuesday night. I was making my way home from the house that I nanny at in Mission Viejo. Everything was normal, I took a normal route, I passed by the same shopping centers and listened to the same radio station.
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As my Honda civic entered the intersection of Glenwood and Aliso Creek road it was struck by a vehicle running a red light and myself along with my car were sent spinning into oncoming traffic. The next thing I remember was opening my eyes and seeing nothing. The vibrant world around me was dead, quiet and dark. At that moment there could have been a million potential things running through my mind and scaring me. The only thing I could think about was the fact that I was trapped in darkness. My eyes instantly watered and I realized that I was incapable of moving, with that I was stuck in what I considered a “worst case scenario”. I realized, not only was I terrified of the dark but the only thing that was worst was being stuck in the dark.
Reflecting on that night is not something I enjoy doing what so ever. Realizing you are weak to a non physical emotion is something that almost stunts ones confidence and feeling of strength. It is not until you understand you are not the only one, that things get better. Freddie
Flintoff is the captain of the United Kingdoms cricket team. This man is six feet tall and many pounds heavier than the average man. Flintoff also admits to being deathly afraid of the dark.
Flintoff states “I had this thing as a kid where I watched a bad film when I was young and then I couldn 't go in a dark room.
I was having nightmares and sleepwalking, I really struggled,” he says, when we meet in a slick room at his agents M&C Saatchi. “I’m conquering it slowly. But it 's really strange. I froze a couple of times through the dark. I can’t move.” ( telegraph.co )
Flintoff and I may have differing reasons behind why the dark puts us in a state of absolute fright, regardless we both can identify with the idea that the dark is a negative concept that implicates a sense of horror inside our bodies. Flintoff is a big man who looks like nothing scares him, however the dark is something non physical as well. Nothing explainable scares him, it is the unseen and the unexplainable that does.
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In conclusion, the dark might be just the dark to some as for me drowning or being eaten by sharks in the ocean does not cross my mind. Fears are subjective and that is apart of why they are lethal. And although I have a fear, I ultimately still consider myself strong. I will not evade from the fact that I am a victim to a nonphysical emotion that is in essence controlling parts of my life. The dark has always been a concept that scarred me. This scare is something
relatively minuscule materialized into a deep fear due to a car accident. This car accident triggered a different form of scare and I have come to know that this scare is referred to as a fear, and this fear has left my relentless. I still have a sense of strength for even though I know I have fears so does someone like Freddie Flintoff. With that, if a man that large is entitled to his fears so am I.
Work Cited
"Freddie Flintoff: I 'm Still Afraid of the Dark."
The Telegraph
. Telegraph Media Group, n.d. Web. 06 Mar. 2015.