Creative Writing: Devil's Defiance

Devil’s Defiance

Utkarsh Patel

It’s 6 o’clock, the deviant alarm starts pounding my recovering brain. It was dark, as if I had woken up in front of the gates of hell. It was cold, felt like the sun had decided to take the day off. I was tired, every muscle in my body was aching in rebellion. The abomination that was the alarm clock was still destroying the very minute of rest my body wanted. Suddenly, voices appear, telling me to hit the snooze button. Behind those, there was a lonesome angel howling my brain to command the muscles to get up, pick my feet up and get ready to rise and shine.

That was only the first step, with every step, comes the responsibility to take another. Every part of your body is listening to the devil sitting on your shoulder wanting to go back to dreamland. This is where you make the most important decision of your life. The lone voice rises and becomes dominant as I have choose to defy the odds and take on the challenge. Every second comes with the promising path to least resistant, the path that leads right back to where you started. Now this was not easy, I was going against the grain, what you call normal, comfortable, and easy.

That’s only the

Don’t lose will, he may be seem unstoppable, he is far from invisible. It only takes one nerve to push him away, destroy his influence on your body, mind and soul. That is what you fight for everyday right? The path only gets tougher and tougher, not knowing that there will ever be an end, but I was optimistic. Never giving up hope, always kept fighting. It felt easy for a while, and that was the devil’s chance to strike! I had not seen rewards, lost hope, lost the motivation to keep running up the path. I had begun to walk, and even looked back. It looked as if he has won. But I still had the angel whispering in my ear, that I was the one who shaped my destiny, and that I had to keep