What the hell is he going on about?
"Yes, you have to control your mind and your memories, you should not let your fear be shown for fear is the greatest weakness anyone can possess", he said moving away from the tree and going back to the spot where we were seated.
"And how will I control it?" I asked him, turning around to face him like he has gone mad because no matter how much I try, I couldn't control it, it's like I have no control over it.
He looked at me and held my gaze captive as we kept staring in each other's eyes.
"Your greatest weakness are your memories", he muttered quietly and I looked at him shocked.
"Your memories are in your own hand to manipulate and control. It's your choice whether you want it to always keep scaring you and make you feel pathetic or you want to accept it, crush it, get over it and move on".
