I woke up that morning doing my daily habits, which are easy to remember. I, a person so tired of the same routine, so depressing, so long and tiring, as if life keeps going and it never changes. The bumpy roads and the congested highways that get longer over time and depressing. The horizon, where the baby blue fades into baby pink, shines in my eyes and reminds me of summer. The waves of sleepiness hit me, and I begin to get heavy-eyed; all goes blank until I sense a familiar bump. The green grass with the posters full of classmates that I have, and then I wake feeling so tired with this life. Oh my life. Suddenly, I receive a text, the brightness blinds my eyes, but all I see is something red slowly focusing in. This one guy. How he lifts my spirit and sadness comes into my eyes, nostalgia hits me, but I remember I get to see him today. His well-trimmed dark brown hair, the foresty scent of his cologne, like a walk through the forest after a long, hot day, is a memory that I love. Most importantly, his deep voice hits me, and I get so happy so suddenly. I arrive and enter the big yellow building, seeing my friends, all in the same grade, but also remembering I will get to see him later that day at my favorite place, the light shines bright, and all of a sudden it gets less depressing. Oh my life, how depressing and full of joy at the same time.
This story I wrote a while ago, and I wrote it about my life as it starts at the beginning of the story. I wanted to write this story because I was inspired by the way I felt at the moment with school; this is something that I wanted to get out, and I wanted it to relate to readers if they are going through a similar situation, and what makes them happy. I want my readers to be able to feel understood by my story and that I can be relatable. During the process of writing this story, I was able to finish it smoothly because it came from my heart. In addition, I wanted to be able to add imagery to my work so that the readers can relate and imagine what it looks and feels like to be struggling but having someone to comfort them when they are down.