10(2 Digit)Years Old Thoughts

A few days before, Tuesday, January 12nd, 2021, I went through my birthday. My TENTH birthday, the first 2 digits of my life. 3650 days.

I have a lot to say. But first with my dream. I hope to become a writer, I want to create stories! That is my dream. I have greatly advanced already, but I am still a crooke. I had a goal to finish my Smile Man story this year and finish the story’s structure for January’s goal. I have also been able to advance because we have COVID-19 and we were able to stay home but I still wished this virus hadn’t been here and I wished so many people hadn’t died. I was seriously just born 10 years and have to go through a virus epidemic???

This 10 years I did not waste it. No, I didn’t, I became better than I was before, I felt glorious. But…I still felt alone. I felt lonely without a little brother. I had no kids to talk to and be glad with at home. I want to play chess but mom is too busy, dad doesn’t understand how to play it. Except for school, but still I wished I had a brother who won’t talk of my story’s problems once I told him. And telling my story to other students is weird and unhelpful. I was 10. I was going through the best time of my life. I was becoming independent and I was being more and more smarter. I look up at the sky to think of god and can look at the ground to think of god’s creation. I realized today a birthday isn’t just a cake and the celebration and presents. It is something in your spirit.

It is the celebration also meant for creation and thanking god for the day I was created.

Friend has an end.

Believe has a lie.

When there is a start, there is an end, where there is a goal, there should be a finish. Or the person’s life is worthless, or not complete. People need to understand that when you want to become like something, you have to study and love something. You have got to work hard and focus and continue on it. But you have to always continue on it, so you won’t be working for nothing. My dream is writing. Writing like R.L.Stine, like J.K Rowling, or even like Rick Riordan, whose books made me happy.