"hello" that was the beginning of a new writing i didnt mind writing it was a way to get rid of my words without speaking. i never liked speaking too much thought behind words because you can never take back what u say. its different when words are on paper you can say whatever you desire. take your characters on journeys you never could see the world through a page. i guess i always wanted to do that it was dumb though. ive always loved writing sometimes school writing is boring but free-writing is ok i guess."
if someone ever does read this i guess i should introduce myself my names Celvester "ester" Elayne, im 13, i spend most of my time in my room. i think thats a good introduction.
normally i guess people would start writing about their life but that sound albeit boring im not really sure how to start this story but i guess i could talk about what im doing currently?
im siting in 3rd period math 13 minutes in 37 minutes left 10:38am on friday march 6th i dont understand what were doing but im supposed to work on a worksheet that is siting in front of me. im ignoring it the math teacher is scolding a kid in my class because he took his shoes off thats gross.
i didnt quite know what to write but im supposed to fill this page up so im going to include a small story i wrote:
"dear mom," i started to write the note i knew it wouldnt make a difference what i put but i wanted the note to be special i wanted it to make her smile even thought shed probably never read it i spent hours at my desk trying to figure the words i needed to write i decieded to start with smal things telling her that i loved her saying thank you for taking care of me i havent seen my mom we are very far away ill be moving closer to her soon i feel like writing her a note first would be easier then just showing up and it being awkward i spent a while trying to figure out what to write it was hard i wanted to think hard on this i wanted this letter to show my love for my mom i havent seen her in a long time and i want her to know even though we arent close that i love her i thought of maybe writing a peom or maybe telling her how my time has been without her but i scratched those ideas out.
the day before i was going to see her again i was siting at the park and it reminded me of the times my mom would sit at the park with me talking about small things i smiled i figure out what to write short but meaningful as good as a note should be i finished writing and put it in a pretty red envelop red is my mothers favorite the next day i flew to my mother was i smiled looking at her new home which she moved too i walked and finally found her i smiled siting down reading the letter "dear mother i want you to know even thought we havent seen eachother i still love you and wish you the best youve made years worth living im sorry if i gave you trouble when i was younger i hope you still love me the same i promise to spend more time with you because ill be closer now i got a new job close to you im so happy" i laughed i set down the note looking at where my mother was"goodbye mother" i spoke as i got up leaving my mothers grave "i love you"".
did you like it? i might have to close you soon im going to go to english class now but its raining and i dont want you getting wet well the book in terms, i do not like my things getting ruined this book is new. i got if from a small book store its always quiet there and i love the coffee. i go there often when i wanna avoid school
the rain outside is loud when it hits the roof it reminds me of the one girl in my class whose hitting that boy now. that interesting. if your wondering why i have titled my book her words even though im not speaking its because i bought this book and the title was already her words. i dont want to change it.
im kind of tired i am now at lunch i was going to write in english but we had an assembly i stuck in the bathroom watching netfix. do you have a favorite show?
i hate lunch i packed the wrong thing so i no longer have tamales i just have soup i dont hate soup but i prefer tamales the kids here are loud. ew. i do not feel like writing much now i decided to give my hand a break.
speaking with words is difficult the words get stuck to ur throat and its hard to force them out words always have hidden meaning when said the words stuck to the paper keep there meaning never lie they only reveal for the most part
-quote by ester
