I really amor to write.I've done it ever since I was only 4.
My mother used to write things like stories o poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
escritura is really fun to do and I amor it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write correo electrónico on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really amor escritura so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an autor when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write poesía o stories,I would also like to write artículos for other people to read (just like I'm escritura one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new libros for kids.
Again I really amor to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
My mother used to write things like stories o poems and letters.My mom inspired me to write things now.
escritura is really fun to do and I amor it alot!Sometimes I write things like my mom did.
Whenever I feel mad I usually write things in the Write correo electrónico on the computer and write things that have been on my mind for a couple of days,then I erase them because I always feel better after I do that and I usually feel much calmer and I get it out of my system.
Since I really amor escritura so much I was thinking that maybe I could become an autor when I grow up. :)
I wouldn't just write poesía o stories,I would also like to write artículos for other people to read (just like I'm escritura one right now).But of course I would write it on a piece of paper.I would also like to write new libros for kids.
Again I really amor to write and it's sort of special to me in my life.
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired por Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired por Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
