hopewithfeathers
The sun shines as it rises in the sky, a brilliant ball of light that shines through the darkness and cold. Hope and strength are on the rise again.
People who make it their life's work to shape and help the youth of today become those who will change the world. Role models.
Just around the corner lies the greatest journey of our lives. All we have to do is take the first step and round it. And when we do, we'll never believe the view.
I don't want to forget. I think that's the scariest thing in the entire world to happen to someone. I would never want to forget anything I've done, seen, or heard. Memories are too precious and valuable to be forgotten.
He twirled his brush through the blank white landscape and painted a seaside paradise of summertime blues and rolling greens.
Prim and proper school uniforms. Boarding schools in England. Preppy kids. Big think black rimmed glasses. Pleated skirts and braided hair.
The strokes of crisp white on a clean smooth black surface. The tremor of putting the creamy end of the stick to the board. The anticipation right before the tip breaks and the magic begins.
The busted up radio gleamed in the sunlight as it sat on the hood of my beatup Ford. I leaned back and crossed my arms behind my head as the staticy tunes cracked through.
I've always wanted to be taken to prom in a sleek black limo. Hey a girl can dream can't she?
School's out! My backpack is a forest scene with tree trunks and a blue sky. Reminds me of the perfect peaceful place (:
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