If I Had Not Written That Letter

Once discovering this article one morning, it was apparent that 6/10 people who have crushes on a person, often lie to that person in order to ensure their portrait of utmost lovability. Being the majority, perhaps it is not too far from reality that this one boy would lie to his crush in order to gain her affection. One can believe that in this heartwarming story; “7th Grade”, the author, Gary Soto leaves the protagonist to believe that “if a person truly loved someone they would take risks for them and sometimes lying is a risk people can take in order to love them.” Here, we start the detailed breakdown of this wonderful story.

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

As I was running to the ocean I could see my feet sinking in the sizzling sand with each step I took. I could feel the burning sun beating down on me. As I jumped in the water I felt that sense of cold that made me feel refreshed. I could see everything the water was so clear. I could see all the rainbow fish and the little creatures that live in the sea swarming around

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.

My alarm rings, I push open the wooden window shaders to see the early commuters honking and speeding past. The smell of the street bakers and restaurants ready to open for the locals. I get ready to head outside for another busy yet wonderful day. I head outside. I see cars, mums taking their kids to school, elderly at the bakery buying this week's bread and many, many tourists flooding the streets. I feel the hot air on my skin as a light breeze passes by me and the hot sun covering me.

I felt the cool spring breeze blow across my face and the aroma of newly bloomed

The nice cool breeze of wind in the morning feels nice for the weather that's about to come in the mountainous hills in West Virginia. Everything seems quiet only the sounds of birds singing away. I walk out of my tent to see the light blue morning sky above. A few hours later the nice cool breeze went away and replaced with the hot and humid weather.

During the summer of last year, I traveled overseas to meet relatives, I saw many things and had fun while I was there. Although that month was packed with traveling, but the trip itself did not contain the beauty of the trip. It was the moment that I saw the tan orange house that I have seen so many times did felt that the trip was coming to an end. The sight of the window on window made dream about the wonders of reaching my room and the comforts of it. Once the car is parked, the next thing I knew I was getting out of the car, heading towards the door, walking up the stair and went into the room that was so inviting, and calming. The flow of time seemed to have stopped in the room while I was on the trip, all of the books on the shelf hasn’t

I felt safe from my surrounding, I could see the Moon and sun together, warm and beautiful, night and day in one,I looked at the waterfall in amazement when I touched the water it was cool. I walked into the water to the Waterfall, I entered the cave lit with warmth , slowing walking with caution until I saw the end of the tunnel and saw two touches ,was cool to the touch. Feeling the warmth from the sun above you and the soft grass under my feet. Different smells of many flowers and beautiful rows of growing scenery. At the end stood an Old oak tree, old, beautiful and tall, I looked up and it seemed to go up forever, the plush green grass felt soft and warm. I could feel my heart beating a little faster

The sun was nearing the horizon one hazy afternoon in late spring, I sat alone in my house with a head ach, listening to the never fading buzz of electricity in an empty house, it became apparent to me that I had not once stepped outside once that day. With my own boredom, and finding no relief from my dull head ach, I decided to take try to get some fresh air. Outside the sky was dark with rain clouds but no rain had fallen that day, so I put on rain boots and went out.

It was a wind morning on the first day of you can smell the bacon on a fall day with a hint of hickory. It smells so good you can almost taste it. You can feel the hot cocoa going down into your stomach. Kids going to school with their friends and infants wrapped in a snuggly warm blanket. You can feel the cold air on your cheeks and when you are outside you can hear the leaves under your feet and the busy city streets filled with cars lined up to the end of the

You can hear silence almost like there is little to no traffic for miles and miles. You can hear the heavy in and outs of breath as they move through your lungs only to exhale into the air. You can hear the crunching of the autumn leaves under your feet with every step you take.

By now this letter is long over due but hopefully by the time you read this i have mustered up the courage to actually tell you in person and you would have a hint to who this is already but if i never scrape the words or lingering thoughts that have been sitting in the back of my mind for almost 3 year here i write this letter to you as in a way my closure to the finale of a chapter that i call the summer of 14 the summer with you before i evaporate like rain water and long forgotten like dreams here i write to you everything i would have wanted to say and more.. you know whats strangle about life is you never exactly know when you start to love someone let alone fall in love with them its unexpected like this letter i don't know if it was the weird conversation or all the times you made me laugh with your comeback or even all

It was a warm autumn day the leaves scratching against my window the birds singing a wonderful tune the sun raising making the once dark sky live again, my alarm clock goes off the emptiness of my house no one in here but myself, I take a gander at my clock 7:30