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Isaac Xavier AftonShell Shock
A psychiatric condition characterized by fatigue caused by battle.
I Will follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie
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Isacc Xavier Afton
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Twenty - four
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patient
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Shell Shock
The term “shell shock” was used during the First World War to describe the acute stress reactions displayed by many soldiers in the battlefield. When unaddressed, short term combat stress reactions can lead to more prolonged problems, like post-traumatic stress disorder
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Isaac in height is a little average, around five foot eleven inches. But when it comes to his build he is totally chisled like marble. From being in the hospital and the asylum for so long his nicely tan skin has now turned very pale. Isaac has farly thin lips that are cracked from him not taking care of himself properly. His souless steel gray eyes have dark ring around them now from waking up in the middle of the night and not being able to go back to sleep. Isaac's bright blonde hair is now a dingly pale yellow mess on top of his head from him just not caring anymore.
For Isaac clothing doesn't matter anymore, just as long as it's comfortable for him. Though long ago he was rather pickly about what he wore. Isaac didn't like clothing that was tight on him, but loved bright reds, blues, greens and white. For pants all he really had were jeans that were torn in the knee and that usually were pale blue to their former color from all of the work he did in them. Isaac rarely wore shoes unless it was totally called for, then a pair of black boots would do for him.
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There are two sides of Isaac Xavier Afton. Him after the death of his family and him before the death of his family. Before, Isaac was a kind and warm man who would almost do anything for anybody, even if they were his enemy For Isaac he believed that everyone deserved a second chance no matter what their families past was or what they had done in the past. He was also a gentleman, something which he learned from living with his mother and three other sisters, and it was something his father pounded into him as a boy. Patriotism was a given being in his family, though he respected both sides. He was also a wonderful fighter, about as strong as strong as an ox and as fast as a rabbit.
Then theres the Isaac of present. Who is silent, he rarely ever talks to anyone anymore, he just sits there and mumbles to the pictures of his family. He is also extremely jumpy, especially if someone where to touch him casually Issac would scream his head off until that person left his room or got far away from him. At night he has nightmares a lot and screams so loud that sometimes he keeps other people up. To say the lest Isaac is now a just a shell of what he formally was.
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For Isaac, his type of insanity came from neither his birth nor his parents care. Overall Isaac's childhood was rather normal. He was born in a small farming town a couple miles outside of Sidum, into a military family, with no abnormal school life, and a kind, loving family. Isaac was a happy and content child who dream was to go into the military like his father and to have a happy family. At the age of eighteen Isaac married his childhood sweetheart Gwenna and a day later she gave birth to a pair of twins they named Alecia and Arman. And a month later Isaac entered the army.
Though it was hard for Isaac to leave his wife and children so soon, he was excited to go. In training Isaac excelled and turned out t be a wonderful solider, just like he suspected. Soon Isaac was sent out to war where though at first it was a shock soon he found his bearings and concentrated on staying alive. After a year Isaac found himself becoming closer to his family, with the many letters Gwenna sent him with pictures of their children who seemed to be quickly growing without him. For Isaac they were his heart and soul, his calming place, and the thing that he knew would be there after the war was over. But little did he know that soon his heart and soul would be so brutally taken from him.
Everyone knows that war is hell and many innocent people and families are killed because of that fact. When Isaac's troop was sent out to a field near his home, he hoped that he would be able to be rejoiced with his family, even if it were a small time. But what he came home to was one of his wost nightmares. The place that he had known as a home was ransacked, the windows broken, pieces of furniture and items were scattered all over the ground. Isaac prayed for his family to be safe as he walked through the house that was now torn apart. But when he opened the door to master bed room, his heart shattered. There on the bed laid his wife, small daughter, and son all of them shot in the head. That day something in Isaac withered away and died.
After the funeral, Isaac's commanding officer offered him and honorable leave, but Isaac declined it. With nothing else to go home to, Isaac continued to fight, though now with his vigor all but gone. At night he would scream in his sleep, and if anyone were to touch him he would jump. Then the battle that no one expected. It was a cold winter night and the troop was cold and hungry, when out of no where the camp was bombed, no one was able to do anything as the bombs fell. Isaac petrified couldn't move as all around him his troop blew up around him. In the end Isaac was the only one to survive in a troop of fifty man and women. In the hospital Isaac spoke to no one, though he mumbled under his breath quite a lot, if someone touched him, he would being to shake and scream and he wouldn't stop until the person was out of the room. Though most of the time he would stay in his room and stare at a picture of his family. After a month in the hospital, they finally decided to send him to an asylum
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