(Short story for my last rant at the end!)
Why I write? I write to express myself, or to express different personalities. I write when I happy, sad, bored, mad. I write just to relieve stress, I love to write. Writing is just one of those things that you can pour a life story or untold secret into without anyone knowing. For example, someone treated me bad today when I only ever treat them right, so I'm writing about it. Writing is how I vent, even if no one cares, maybe some one will.
I started reading when I was 5, I loved to read and throughout the years, my reading was really advanced. My reading progressed into writing and in the 4th grade, I started to write. More like short stories or just random things, but now I try to write stories. But I just haven't started writing the story that stuck to me like glue, one that I really enjoyed writing. It's because I haven't made a story that was actually very close to my life. I love doing these random rants or whatever just because it's stuff I actually care about. Things that I see everyday and want people to understand how wrong or right those things are. Writing just helps me feel better at the point I'm trying to get across to people.
I know alot of people don't read my stories and that's okay, I write to express myself not to make others happy. I mean, I hope people can enjoy my writing, but I don't aim to please everyone. My goal is to just get across to at least one person who reads my stories or rants for them to really understand the meaning and to actually speak up about it. I do encourage people to read and write, it's good for you even if you think it's stupid!
This was just a topic I felt like writing about, I haven't been able to think of anymore rants lately, ideas anyone? Anyways, my reason for writing is plain and simple: I Love It.
-Writing is the best way to talk without being interrupted.
-If your going to be a writer, the first essential is to just write. Do not wait for an idea. Start writing something and ideas will come. You have to turn the faucet on before the water starts to flow.
Short writing about Bullying(skip if you don't care or didn't read my last rant):
A lonely boy walked down the hall, keeping to himself, staying out of every ones way. Not wanting to be seen, he wanted to remain invisible, to never be seen. Life was depressing, life was a gun and bullies were the trigger. He simply wanted to die, dieing would put an end to this all, the kids who laughed at him for crying about things that reminded him of his past. Laughing at him for his old clothes. Laughing at him for never making good grades. Laughing at him because he was poor. No one cared, no one saw the real pain he felt, the knife that pierced his heart at every single laugh, every single comment. He was sick of it all, he must not be very important if people treated him like this. All he was just a waist of space on earth. Going to his locker, he opened it, after taking a few minutes to remember the combination. But only to have it slammed back closed, the older boys laughed at him, "Retard!" they all yelled and laugh, making everyone in the hall laugh too. As they walked away, they slammed the boy into the lockers, making him drop all his books. Quickly, he scrambled to get them as all the boys kicked them around. Finally, they left, laughing so hard they were crying. The boy felt empty, his heart was hollow, tears filled his eyes. Grabbing all his stuff, he ran home to his small apartment that his alcoholicdad was only at a few times a month. Once inside, his walked into his room, dropping his bag. Reaching under his bed, he pulled out a small black handgun, swallowinghard, he held it up under his chin. Salty tears rolled down his cheeks, the bullies had won, he wasen't loved and the trigger was ready to be pulled on the gun of life. Closing his eyes, he decided.
(Did that unfinished short paragraph make anyone think? Did it bother you at all? Leave your comment on what you think would happen if I had added another paragraph, vote if your against bullying.)
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