Lights go out

Blackout

Blackout. I'm 5 the lights go off. The power goes out. All I know is the safety of my mom's arms. I run to her... scared that if I don't make it to her in time. The creatures will circle me and take me away forever. All I knew is I hate when the lights would turn off. I hated Blackouts.

Blackout. 6'3" 290 lbs of pure muscle with a killer mentality... smashed his frame into my own 185 pound frame. Over 100 lbs bigger than me. Knocked me into the next life. I laid there. lifeless. unmoving. unconscious. People ask me if I remember them talking to me? I don't remember. I watch the play over and over and over. The only word that comes to mind is Blackout.

Blackout. It's announced over the intercom. It's supposed to be a good thing. It's supposed to get people to want to come to the games. But it's nerve-racking to me. I don't sleep all week, a constant anxiety feeling in the pit of my stomach. The more "blacked-out" the crowd is... means the bigger the game is. Blackout means big game, which means anxiety all week. Blackout.

Blackout. comes from drinking too much. I can't imagine having that many problems that the escape is to drink it away. I sure don't want to black out from this. Blackout.