“If I had not written that letter: would my relationship change.”
Hello, Raissa, As I write this letter, I imagine myself as you are thirteen (13) years old, full of curiosity and very energetic as other teenagers are. You are experiencing changes all around you from physical, mental and emotional. You are having a great time just after your thirteenth birthday party with family and friends. Talking about friends, during this time, you will have to make decisions not based on the way you feel or from trickery advices you received from peer pressure from anyone. You will have to able to differentiate between the right and wrong companionship in order to avoid problems and situations which would create chaos in your mind. On this Sunday evening, you are going to be pressured into writing an unintentional love letter, which will later cause your heart to Pound like big rain drops rapidly falling on a zinc roof. It will be so fast that you would think it dropped to your stomach. This is a letter from your future self-advising you about your first crush experience, read carefully and learn about the outcome. While am sitting on the floor of my school library, sandwiched in between two bookshelves with about 200 books on each shelf, with the loud sound of the air conditioner and growling of my hungry stomach, I can still feel the cool breeze on that evening outside my house. I can hear the falling of dried plum leaves with its crisp sound as it hits the
Walking alone down the path, the wind blowing through the forest making the trees rustle. I looked up to the green leaves moving and the birds flying around Singing. I stop walking for a split second and I look around enjoying nature but then I hear a scream. I spin around multiple times to see where it came from, so I start to jog down the path quickening to a sprint. I turn my head in every direction not knowing what to do, so I start to walk again, breathing heavily and my feet crunching against the rocky path. I put my mind to the wind and the singing birds again. I get more relaxed when I started to feel rain falling against me. The sound of rain dripping, the birds singing and the wind rustling made me stop and think how peaceful life
WIndows down the soft warm breeze against my skin, Warm days, 72 degrees Eating popsicles and ice cream outside, Cold water, Swimming, Water clogged ears, The smell of fresh cut grass, Yellow jackets buzzing all about, Bee stings and bug bites, Barbeques and cook outs, Amazing, mouthwatering food Hot dogs, Hamburgers, Potato salad, Beans, Chips, Cold drinks, Cool starry nights clear as can be, Mosquito bites and lighting bugs, Birds singing, Summer break, Smell of coffee in the early morning, Buzzing of chainsaws, Growling of the mowers, Snipping roses, beautiful morning glories to decorate the dining
On a warm, sunny Texas afternoon I walked through the Southlake strip mall. In the air a pungent odor danced around me. My hand went immediately to my nose, to block out the smell. The sun’s heat came glaring down at me as I shielded my hands in front of my face to keep the ray of light from hurting my sensitive eyes. The clouds seemed to dance across the vibrant blue sky. The pounding of my feet echoed across the
Grass tickles my bare feet, and the sultry night air caresses my skin as I stand facing the forest. With the moon full and glistening over the dew covered greenery, I am enraptured. The gentle breeze wraps around me like a lovers embrace and I am lost to my surroundings. The nights are beginning to cool with the new season and are a welcomed relief to the waning summer heat.
The sun paints the sky with its warm colours as it dips below the horizon. The scent of pumpkins and apples caress my nose as their lulling scent complements the scenery; surrounding me in total bliss.
I leaned my head back against the rock above me. The rain felt refreshing. I closed my eyes and focused on the feeling of the drops hitting my skin, then rolling off on to the rock below me. I cannot recall my thoughts in that moment, because my mind had gone blank. The music still played in my ears but I was focused on my
With that letter it’s noon and I’m most likely to find her at Sammy’s. I see her a little ways up the street, and I start to run towards her. She turns around because someone starts to talk to her. Once I reach her I spin her around, and kiss her. Her reaction feels shocked at first, then she kisses me back once she realizes who it is. After the kiss was over I notice her crying I ask “Why are you crying beautiful?” She says to me “It’s been so long I thought you would have forgotten about me.” I look at her with tears welling up in my eyes and reply “I could never forget about the girl of my dreams, the girl that I love, and the girl I can’t live without.” I then decide that this moment is the perfect moment. I then with no second thought got down on one knee. With no words in my mouth to say she still understood what my gesture meant. She then with no words in her mouth to say nodded yes. I then stood upright, and tilted her back a little bit. I kissed her yet again, but this time more passionately with more meaning. I knew deep down inside of me that this is my girl, my everything, and here shortly she will be my wife and the mother to my
The cool autumn trees blew into the wind and my feet took me slowly to place i didn't want to be. My mothers house.
The warm sun at its peak in the day and the smell of dampness in the air. A light mist touches the ground and I can hear the animals of nature at play. How strange it would be to walk upon four maples perfectly aligned in this one spot, left untouched. No one to hear them if they fall. One would automatically wonder, who had a planted them and why.
I felt the sticky, sweet summer air plaster my clothes to my perspiring body, the wood of my violin getting dangerously damp as I cranked out note after note; a mechanical doll spinning slowly around my room as I performed to nobody but myself and the smell of mochi rising from the kitchen.
I do not have any shoes on right now because I figured that Walden most likely did not have any shoes on. I hear the bird chirpings. I hear a airplane going across the sky, but I do not see it. It is really sunny and bright. It is mostly a blue sky, with barely a few clouds. There is a little bit of stratus clouds. There is barely any leaves on the trees surrounding me and my house. There is not that much grass on the ground because my stepdad just cut the grass a few days ago. I hear cars going by really fast, with their music bumping loudly. I kind of wish I could listen to my music right now. I hear annoying dogs barking and it is starting to give me a headache. The wind is blowing my hair back and forth and the breeze feels really nice.
A nice breeze is filling my forest… it is amazing today, the birds are celebrating with more cheerful tones than usual, and the supernatural are on their top.
I felt the cool spring breeze blow across my face and the aroma of newly bloomed
As I approach the turn to my Grandmother's house, my stomach turns in the anticipation of the perfectly sweet peanut butter cookie smell that awaits. As my mother turn up the long narrow gravel road and parked the car in front of her house. I stepped outside and a chilly little breeze bites at my cheeks. I take a deep breath and the sweet smell of burning cedar enters my nose. I
The aroma of the vegetation of the whole jungle mixed all together and formed a smell that engulfed the air around me creating heavenly humid atmosphere. I took a deep breath in not wanting to exhale and wishing that it could be a replacement for oxygen, I could feel little drops on the tip of my nose that were tickling me. As I basked in this atmosphere it felt like I was in another