i would be miserable if i couldnt read or write.
i love reading especailly mistery books and christian books. i wouldnt have near the imagination as i do now. when reading im lost in a whole new world. everything around me dissolves into blurs and silence. when i use my imagination it becomes my story, my world, my moment of peace.
if i couldnt write i would definately fail school. i write a lot of my feelings on paper. whether im angry happy or sad, i get it off my chest by writing or singing it out loud. i have a habbit with holding a lot of things in. a lot of what i hold in is everything my friends say. unless they ask me to tell someone else, it never comes out oof my mouth again. but sometimes it can become a huge burden. in order to lift it off my shoulders i write it down on paper and then shred so i can finally relax a litttle. over all i am thankfull that i can read and write.

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