Never Get Angry Again Novels & Stories

Charles looked at him with blazing eyes. "Don't give me that look. I know you want to kill me right now, but that's not going to happen anytime soon. I'm doing this for your own good. Try to control your anger and use it at the right time. Don't lose your temper unnecessarily like her. Anger is our biggest enemy. It will always put you in trouble. It always brings destruction. Never take any action when you are angry. Because when people are angry their minds never work properly. Always remember this, 'Anger doesn't solve anything, it builds nothing. But it can destroy everything.' Got it."

I broke up with him after what he had done and I never gave him a chance to explain himself. I forgave him after a while, but I never saw him again.I stayed there staring at him while he did the same. It was honestly a shock to believe that he could be a giant because he had never got angry. He had been happy, sad, all the other emotions you want, but he had never been angry. I suppose that giants should control their anger all the time, otherwise people would see their eyes.

I smiled softly. "Stop being so angry, I know you have every right to be angry. I understand how you feel, but anger won't solve anything. Instead of being angry, why don't you find a way to make sure that such thing won't happen again" I said. He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

“What I’m telling you is to get angrier and angrier. You’re sloppy because your mental energy is being spent keeping yourself from flipping out completely. That didn’t work, now let’s go with the opposite approach. Don’t think, just feel.” “Doc, this isn’t the wu shu team.” “I know. What I want you to do is to get angry – angrier than you’ve ever been, so far past the point of angry that it loops back around to calm. Can you do that?” “I don’t know…”

Thеѕе guys аlwауѕ roam in расkѕ. But nо оnе seems tо bе jumріng frоm thе sidelines to assist him. I ѕеt mуѕеlf up fоr аnоthеr ѕhоt. I learned a lоng tіmе ago not tо give іn to mу аngеr, but thіѕ іѕ dіffеrеnt. This has bесоmе tоо personal.

I said jotting it off one by one with my fingers, then added with a smirk, "and I slapped the jerk's face hard in return." He shook his head, "Reagan, how many times do I have to tell you? Anger will only get you in trouble." I glared, "They started it, and my actions are justifiable." I defended myself. He gave me a warning look, then engulfed me in his arms and stroked my hair, "Reagan, getting angry will only make matters worse. So calm down and relax. Everything will be fine." He said soothingly. I was grateful for his comforting gesture, and it helped calming me down.

('IF YOU HAD LISTENED TO ME IN THE FIRST PLACE THEN YOU WON'T BE FEELING THIS WAY'). 'I know, you don't need to remind me all the time and like I said before, I was angry'. ('YEAH THAT DOESN'T JUSTIFY ANYTHING, A REASONABLE PERSON SHOULD BE ABLE TO CONTROL HIS ANGER AND NOT LET HIS ANGER CONTROL HIM'). 'Uh.....Uh.....What did we just make a deal on?'. ('SORRY') He forcefully said. 'It hasn't even been up to a minute and you are already breaking our deal'. ('DROP IT').

She had short, black hair that curled at the ends and kind brown eyes that could find the truth even when I tried to bury it. I opened my eyes. “Some days I wake up and think I imagined all of it,” I said. “The fall. The hospital. The…” “The betrayal?” I nodded. Sarah leaned forward. “You survived what was meant to break you. But survival is only the first step. Now we learn how to live again.” “How do I stop being angry?” I asked. “By giving that anger a direction,” she said. “By using it to build something new, not to burn.”

Even before they made it clear that they weren't going to stop 'having fun' with the young man who was crying, I already knew that people like them weren't the easiest to reason with. As I stood before them, my sleeves already rolled up, I noticed that anger began to seethe within me like a pressure cooker close to boiling over. But I inhaled deeply, calming myself down. The last thing I wanted was to create a bigger mess while trying to clear up the one these three miserable idiots had caused.

The man Billy had set up a fight with was a big man, it was my debut fight, and I was so desperate to win. So desperate that I let my anger get the better of me, and the power took control. I will never forget the look in that man's eyes as he lay dying at my feet; I will never forgive myself; I don't want Dylan to suffer the way that I have. I vowed that I would never let my anger get the better of me again.