Writings

 //I love to write, it is my way of expressing my thoughts of life. //

** I wake up every morning, and I’m thankful that I can watch the black sky become uncovered into ** **a purple, pink and red blanket. It reaches all the way to the tip of the earth, seeming like it will never end. I contemplate whether if I could be even more taken aback with this scene, but the next morning I still am not over it. This experience is beautiful to me. ** ** The winter days seem boring and white, but I find it intriguing. Every flake is original and dazzling. I watch as my world becomes a wonderland, and find myself vanishing back into childhood. I run to the woods, the evergreens covered in a white dress of snow. I see flashbacks of my sister and I throwing snow balls at each other, and I running inside crying because the coldness on my face is shocking. **

** There are two pairs of footprints walking along the water, flirting with the tips of the shore. Hand in hand, they seem indestructible. Some underlying force attracting them, and never willing to let them go, they don’t understand how, but they never question it. Without saying a word, the look in their eyes says it all. Butterflies fill your stomach, looking at him and wondering why it always feels like the first time you laid eyes on each other. You never wonder how it’s going to end; you just dive deep into the enjoyment of each other. Like everything in the world, all good things come to an end. Never understanding why this is acquired from you, but never question the reasoning. **  ** These feelings, memories, and thoughts are beautiful to me. For they are different for everyone, but we still all experience something related to this. I believe everything happens for a reason and people should respect it. Love, giddiness, terror, anger, and being content are feelings that we will discover throughout our life time. It’s a climb to reach it, but looking back and remembering how far you've come, you know it was a beautiful journey. **