Staring hard and long into the blank piece of paper, I try to think of the things that I should write on it.
Staring hard and long into the blank piece of paper, I avert my eyes to the purple pen in my hand, waiting to be used.
Staring hard and long into the blank piece of paper, I become distracted by the thoughts of the events that had happened earlier.
And without thinking, I plunged my pen into the smooth surface of the paper.
My name is Valerie, and this is my story.