I am more than a writer. I am a pursuer of bigger dreams and aspirations. I want more out of my life than I ever realized, and it’s now, as I’m struggling through this next avenue of my life that I need to find my voice. I HAVE to find my voice. Because, if I don’t, failure will be inevitable.
Who am I to declare that I am better than someone else so much that I have the right to belittle them for my own self gain? I’m not. I am nothing. I am just another Human Being doing my best to try and make my life mean something.
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I am addicted to food. I’m addicted to potato chips and cookies, sweet coffee drinks and cheesy anything. That’s me.
Today, I will be stronger than I was the day before, and tomorrow I will be stronger than I am today. I will persist.
I could feel the heat of the sun against my back as the room I couldn’t block with my pillow was cast in bright afternoon sunlight. A sudden burst of power tried pulling my pillow away from my face, but I held on for dear life. “No!” I yelled as Kylie pulled harder. The next thing I knew, she jumped on top of me, sitting there as she continued her assault on my pillow. “Kylie, I’m gonna kill you if you don’t stop!”