In the morning, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Bella grabbed her umbrella to get to school, as she walked out of the hostel the first
Due to the hard time job and the hectic day which produced strain on his physical body, Maurice returned home from the day's work. He quickly retired to the bathroom to have a cool bathe. Though he would have preferred to use the shower but unfortunate it wasn't working, the plumber did not make it on time to fix the showerhead, so he had to make do with the available...
The water tap in the bathroom provided him water in his bucket. Maurice began to wash his body. He tried pouring
water on his head the first time but it seemed not to enter. He tried the second time, yet he wasn't feeling it. He became worried and tensed up. He decided to give it a last shot.
Maurice carried the whole bucket of water and poured on his head, he was afraid and nearly a pee ran down from his spine, when he realized he couldn't feel his head anymore. The situation made him to flabbergast, he was even not certain of himself, if he was normal human being. He was scared of himself and the bathroom, he began to run out of the bathroom, "Ghost, ghost, ghost!" he continued to scream.
Dashing out of the bathroom his wife wore worry on her face, "Dear, what is it? Why are you shouting ghost, ghost? Why are you panting, are you alright?"she asked drawing close to feel him with her flat hand on his cheek. His neighbours were gathered already that they began to ask, "mr Maurice what is matter?" He still did not breathe a word to them.
Few minutes later, Maurice gave a wild breath and began to share his ordeal. "i poured water on my head three times but it didn't touch my head, i confirmed it because i couldn't feel my head. I am sure i had encounter with a ghost because i believe it's pure manipulation," he paused and began to shake in fear.
"what! this is madness mr Maurice, you still have your helmet on your head. It is obvious you are not feeling your entire self, gosh!" miss Susan proclaimed. At first, the whole place turned to a burial ground, very quiet, but looking at each other amazingly, the next minute everyone began to titter, and later burst into hilarious laughter. It was rip-roaring moment.
It is obvious we are ignorant of what mess stress is capable of putting one in.
We forget that stress is a state of emotional or mental strain or suspense. It is psychological and affects your sense of knowledge leading to lose memory, shattered mind and at times leads to frustration because it is capable of making you feel loosed.
Solution to free yourself from stress is; 'give yourself a break, body is not firewood' life is nothing other than that when used tirelessly must brake and quench.
We forget that stress is a state of emotional or mental strain or suspense. It is psychological and affects your sense of knowledge leading to lose memory, shattered mind and at times leads to frustration because it is capable of making you feel loosed.
Solution to free yourself from stress is; 'give yourself a break, body is not firewood' life is nothing other than that when used tirelessly must brake and quench.
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