Computer addiction

With spasms, my fingers continue clicking the mouse, on the monitor, the bullets are flying wildly, the images come blankly to me. Beads of sweat drip down my forehead. My heart pounds like an overloaded machine. Adrenalin surges through my veins, my mind goes blank and I am once again engulfed by the crackle of gunfire emitted from my speaker.
I am submerged into the cyber world again, the only thing through my mind is the killing of another opponent. My bloodshot eyes see no more than the projected images in the monitor, I am blind to all else. My muscles and numb from sitting in the same position for hours, my backside hurts, my lips are dry with thirst, my face pale as death, my stomach aches for the much needed food that I lacked since hours ago.
The soiled clothes seemed to wrap me in a suffocating coat of annoying sweat. The first effects of claustrophobia strikes me, I shiver and tremble helplessly, the lagging computer screen further irritates me. I smash the mouse down on the table in a fit of unrestrained anger.
I drop back onto the hard stool, settling down in deep breaths. Consciousness slowly comes back to me. The sun had long since passed beyond the horizon and there I still sat, in the solitary darkness of my room. I awoke from my semi-consciousness, feeling the hunger in my famished stomach, the shivering of my weak and tired fingers, my eyes are bloodshot and sore. I stumble out of my room, falling to my knee, taking in the irresistible aroma of food.
I am the computer addict...


Life~Replayed
Jiang Haolie