Creative Writing Works

My Introduction

Can you see her? That girl with a wide smile who acts as if the world 's opinion doesn't matter to her but really does to a certain extent? She can be loud, maybe even obnoxious to some. She seems to get along with everyone and has a keen sense of who dislikes her without having to be told. She has dark, almost black, brown hair that is dyed a cherry black color. She has brown eyes hiding behind a pair of spectacles she knows don't actually make her smarter yet others still believe they do.
Watch her closely for not all her emotions are not as she makes them out to be. She's not being fake she just finds it difficult to open up to everyone and that sometimes includes those who have raised her since her birth. She loves having deep conversations no matter how off topic they can be because it's a way for her to revive the cemetery of words that never made it passed her lips, as if they were given a "phoenix down" potion and lived long enough to get another attempt to dig themselves out of the coffins she made for them and get through to whoever she may be talking to.
Would you like to take a look into her mind? It's constantly attacked with self doubt and never- ending worries about the future. She feels lost at times between expectations others have for her and the reality she knows to be true. She thinks about all the times she held herself back because self doubt plagued her mind and told her not to take the leap when she knew that her chance passed to do something that was not out of her limit but may have been difficult to overcome. Some odd button keeps replaying the promises that have been made to her but were never kept.... When her mind starts to wander and it somehow abruptly mutes the monsters in her head and lays her faults down to bed, when she can calm her racing mind down ,she finds herself captivated in the lyrics of a song. She slowly starts to pay attention to herself instead of the buzzing static of everyone else's accomplishments, she stops comparing and starts to bring what she loves into the light.
With some extra time on her hands she enjoys sitting down at her desk and getting into the most awkward artist's position to begin letting a plethora of ideas out on paper. Though she may have not realised it, the characters she now considers her children each carry a piece of her that she may not have enjoyed and exposed them in these children, it let her acknowledge them without directly doing so at the time. If she feels to exhausted from the events of a day then she will curl up in bed and have a small chat with her mother or friends. Often she will watch a horror movie with her family and enjoy the thrill and tension of getting scared or trying to predict what will happen next with a younger cousin.