Anger Can Trigger a Monster Inside

  Anger, often followed by harsh words or some sort of swinging fist. This is a normal emotion for many to experience. It's what makes us human. To feel something to the state of weakening our posture to lash out. What happens when you bottle it in though? Something much worse. Something scary.
It was around Halloween, a few years ago. I had decided to take two of my friends to a corn maze not far from where we all lived. Cornucopia Corn Maze. As we walked through, looking for the numbered questions on our question cards, Sam decides to trip me, and dash away. Pat followed. So there I sat. Many things running through my head, such as "I was the one who bought our way in..." or "Very funny, they're going to come back..." Well, after waiting a good ten minutes, I decided to find them myself. At my frustration I grew angered at the thought that they would do this to me. After all, this was my idea, right?
My anger did not cause me to lash out, merely stalk. I said nothing as I tracked them through the maze, purposly making them regret leaving me. Every place they turned, I was there. They began to panic. Sam ran to me, trying to knock me over so they could run out without me following I presume. So instead of taking the blow and letting them win like I normaly do, I grab her wrist. She is now my hostage. Pat knows this.
So there I stand, now Pat's target. A rubber band to Sammy's temple as she tries wrenching from my grip. Pat sees I am struggling to control her, and makes his move. His hand wraps around her wrist. This has put his hand closer to my mouth. I bite down. Hard. At this point I relize I've gone too far and let anger control me. So I let her go. They run off, as I slump to the ground, calming myself. Telling myself they were just joking around with me. I am so angry with myself I cry, beating myself up for not controlling it. Then walk out of the maze where I meat to very sorry faces and invetable bruised bite mark.
The one thing I tend to do when it comes to anger, and many other things such as sadness, is bottle it all up. Keep my cool and turn my cheek. This keeps me out of people's line of view. Alows everything to go smoother if you just keep going. I have lernt though, that yes you can keep going, but one must never bottle up sp much emotion. Or you'll find yourself on the verge of snapping. Like I did. Something as little as tripping me, made me hold one of my best friends hostage in a corn maze.
If put in the situation again I would most likey have walked out, and waited on them to knock off whatever game they were trying to pull. Talk to them about how I didn't feel it was right to leave the person, who worked hard for all three of us to go, behind. That might have produced diffrent results then a petrified friend and a bruise that lasted a week.
So, anger. Probibly one of the worst emotions to bottle up, store away, and wait for a trigger. It's better to cope with any hostile feelings, then just blow them off. Counting to ten works more then you think, and the old fashon walk away is magic. Seperating yourself from what triggers the anger can save a few broken noses and even more friendships.