Month: November 2014

In everyday life teenagers are faced with challenges that separate them from everyone else but why is that, have you ever noticed that teens are basically doing what you did but because you have “matured” you find what they do as a rebellious act towards every else, the common perspective towards teenagers is negative (90%of the time) but there is a reason for this, I am here to dispel some of the reasons why teens act this way.

Firstly WE ARE ALL HUMAN. When we are between the ages of 13-19 our minds are very open and we find different ways of expressing feelings. Even when these ‘expressions’ result in injury, most teens will take the risk. Even though this is bad this is not always the case, in fact there are many successful teenagers out there who have got their success from taking risks such as facebook; one of the biggest social media websites in the world, the website created by a teenager who wanted to keep in contact with everyone, little did he know that a local website would go global. Some of the most talented people are teenagers and holds some of the worlds most interesting records, teenagers aren’t always perceived as bad but a large majority of people do not like the way that they act because maybe they were brought up differently or it could be that it is just the people who have had bad experiences with them give them a bad reputation.

Jealousy. I know what you are thinking but its true, certain adults get jealous of teenagers because they have had better advantages than you. Think about it, if you would have spoken out to a higher being then your words may have affected them in in some way that there would of been a change in what thing you had access to during the time of which you needed it, but wouldn’t you still be jealous? Those advantages you could of had when you were younger would of just been improved in the future, so in the end you’ll just have to accept the fact that technology is improving and electronic devices and equipment are just going to keep getting better.

Stereotyping. This plays a huge factor in why teenagers are outcast from everyone else. trends are what influence what teens:

• do
• say
• wear

And now a days there are a lot of influential content on the media and in the new and teens either think this is “cool” or “dumb”.

If teens think the fact is cool they’ll start to do similar things to what that person had done or speak in the same dialect as them, this will affect the people around them, as you know first impressions are important and if you are walking down the road with your trousers halfway down your legs, hodie with the hood up then everyone around you would want to try and avoid you because you present a negative image on the other hand if you were to wear the same exact clothes but trousers where there should be and hodie un-zipped with the hood off the people aren’t going to think as bad as before, also if you as speaking in an informal manner people are going to take you for a joke and/ or walk away.

Last fact is that because media shows teen doing bad things does not necessarily mean that they are ALL bad like i said before teen take risks and sometimes those risks pay of leaving them with a good reputation but when the risks become too extreme the that is when things get out of hand. Some teens may just only want attention but they get none so they start a riot and get attention but in the wrong way you might be living in debt and you try to find a way to get money and you end up selling drugs or robbing a bank.

NEVER trust what the media says, they can always put lies into your head to make you think otherwise. there are over 7 billion people in this world, 3 billion of them being teenagers and you’re going to let 1 individual make them all look bad.

Think about that.

The cold winter of December, cold as the peaks of mount everest, nights were dark; streets frozen over by the freezing temperature, no one to be seen within arms distance because the fog was so thick not even light could penetrate it. I had never been to a place where no one speaks to each other. As I struggled to walk along the road, I saw a dark figure forming in front of me, it seemed like it was approaching me quickly, I ready myself for an attack, I felt a hand on my shoulder, as I turned my head to see what it was, everything went dark. My body was numb. My vision was blurred. I was restricted in my place unable to move, as I started to regain my consciousness, I realised I was not alone.

My surrounding were hard to picture as my hearing and vision was impaired with a sharp sting tone ringing in my ear. I felt numb, unable to move any of my limbs, every time I tried to take a deep breathe, I felt my ribs impaling my lungs. As my vision cleared slightly for me to at least see a few meters in front of me, then I saw a middle aged man panting for his life: it seemed as he had been brutally beat up and thrown on the floor, as he looked up at me in desperation I couldn’t do anything but look back with no emotion. Through the sharp tone I could hear footsteps on the solid concrete slowly becoming louder, but suddenly the sound stopped, as a struggled to turn my head around to search for the source of the sound, I felt the rope which tied my hands together being pulled and loosened. 30 seconds had gone by and my arms were free, even though couldn’t move, I felt my body falling of the hard chair, there was nothing to cushion my fall.

freezing temperatures awoke my nerve just enough to pick myself up , as I leaned against a wall for support I saw a half opened door about 3 metres away from me, i began to limp toward the door with the energy I had, but i was so desperate to leave this room, i was unaware of the disappearance of the man on the floor. My struggling efforts to open the were just enough to which i could inch my body through the gap, I took a few moments to analyse what lay ahead of me. There was a long corridor with 4 closed doors on the way to the end which wasn’t visible from where i stood. For once I felt a sign of relief as I edged myself closer to one of the doors. whilst I was moving the pain which once took over my body started to decay at which I could walk. I got to one of the doors and tried to open it, I put my hand of the handle, but as I opened the door, I saw a distinct figure in the corner of my eye. I managed to get in quick enough so it wouldn’t see me, little did i know that i ended up in the same room i escaped from and the door that i just closed was half opened again and footstep getting louder for each step. My chest began to get heavy and i started breathing more frequently to the point where i was on my hands and knees panting for air, i looked around to see if there was a way to escape then, i saw my self, motionless, restrained, sitting on a chair.

I was that man.