Being 14 is hard. Everything gets harder. There's drama, school, exams and just basically everything. Apparently, according to my mum, 14 is the most 'difficult' year of being a teenager. I wasn't sure exactly what she meant, but I am starting to see it.
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Nup, I gave up on my algebraic maths revision and swivelled in my pastel pink roller chair, getting restless. My mind just couldn't focus on anything at the moment. Perhaps (definitely) because there were so many exams and assignments due next week and 'he' was on my mind. Again. How am I supposed to focus? Although, I should really continue on this revision sheet. I pondered about it carefully, in the meantime going round and round in my chair. After a few minutes of hard decision making, I stood up and knew exactly what to do to clear my mind.
I grabbed my song book and a pencil and headed downstairs. My curly hair bounced on my shoulders as I quickly put on my sneakers and ran outside. I didn't know why I was so excited or rushed, but I just suddenly had an itch to write some lyrics down. My mum was watering the flowers she planted this summer. The sun was starting to set, giving a warm glow to my surroundings.
"I'll be back soon mum!" I waved my book to further explain. She nodded; this was the norm for her.
I raced through the trees, my feet crunching on the dead leaves. The birds chirped to one another above me and the crickets sang loudly. I stopped by a huge boulder (about the size of 2 boxes) and sat down. With a perfect view of the sunset and the wind exactly right, it was the perfect place to start writing and get inspiration. I crossed my legs and opened my book. Loose crumpled slips of paper with a bunch of messy lyrics on them threatened to fall out. I pushed them back and opened to a new, clean, blank page. Songwriting was probably my favourite hobby. Unlike people, or the weather, or friends, I knew songwriting would always be there for me. I poised my pencil above the blank page, smiled, and started writing.
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Comments (26)
Im here and I have a ton of new pfps now :fish: :ok_hand:
I'm glad to be of service 🙃
Wow wow wow amazing!! :heart: :heart: :heart:
Thank you so much!
This is superb :heart_eyes_cat: :heart_eyes_cat:
Ahhh thank you so much Karis :yellow_heart:
This is aweosme, Leaffy!! :heart:
Now go complete your fanfic.
[jk...take your time, but seriously I need an update]
Reply to: alittletasteofheaven :tm:
I'm glad for you!! Enjoy your vacays!! :heart: :heart:
Reply to: NoIt'sMeenal
Thank you, I will! It'll be filled with Korean dramas and Dan and PHIL videos :joy_cat: I hope you enjoy school (or try to enjoy it)!
Reply to: alittletasteofheaven :tm:
Hahaha, I'll try to. But the first day of junior college would be so boring and awkard. I hope my friends get into the same college as me, ahhh. :heart: :heart:
Wooww leaffy! This is amazing and really relatable too :heart_eyes_cat:
:joy_cat: Thank you so much Deev!
Reply to: alittletasteofheaven :tm:
Welcome leaffy.! :sparkling_heart: