Season of my life

Close your eyes and imagine you are the only person in the world. Peaceful, Lazy, carefree, and playful all at the same time. That's how I feel at this very moment, I have finally reach the spring time in my life. Finally doing me, me, me , me , me with no questions asked. Honestly, since I have entered this time in my life it has made me extremely playful, something people get very annoyed of. Energetic, something people love about me. After a long days of all this playfulness, and Energy I have to sit down and just relax.

First off, I confess to be very playful at this very point in my life. Willing to do anything to have fun, like the time I was driving in my brothers car riding down my block with tented windows like it was a drive by or something and out of nowhere we rowed down the windows and start squirting all these people with the water in our water guns, it was so fun but sad at the same time because it was cold. This actually reminds me of a story called marigolds by Eugenia Collier, the girl in the story named Lizabeth love to do bad things to have fun like throwing rocks at Senior citizens LOL.

Secondly, I happen to be the most energetic person one will ever meet. Love to dance constantly, about everyday of the week. Singing is one of my specialties but the most important thing I really love to do going out to parties. Energetic for me is not only by dancing, singing, and going out to parties. I actually enjoy running around the track fields up Cheltenham High school for three hours straight. As long I have a cute boy running right beside me I'm good for those three hours. The bad thing about it is after I'm done watching this cutie run run run while I run run run my body ache with pain from my head to my toe. Cuteness pays off don't it.... well on your body at least. OUCH!

Last but not least, after a longs days of work I would just sit down and Chill. By chill I don't mean relax I mean I become very lazy, I would literally just sit on my black comfy couch for about 4-5 hours doing nothing but watching my favorite tv show. Won't get up for nothing not even to go to the bathroom. Relaxing here and there may be at good thing like taking a little nap in my bed with my furry pink,green, and purple blanket with my furry puffy pillows to match it. Dreaming about Ponies and stuffed animals....Sike.

As you have noticed, I enjoy the spring time in my life. All about me and I'm loving every minute, every hour, day, month, year, just everything about it. The main reasons why I know I'm in the spring time of my life is because I am playful and energetic out of this world, and I am on my chill mode after a long day of work. To leave things off, I'm honestly not ready to go into the summer time of my life. Don't want to be that boring person walking down the street, I don't want to grow up just yet. Having fun while I can is my goal at this point in time, growing up will be SO boorring. Any Who what season are you in? Are you in winter, spring, summer, or fall. Think about it

Beware: Do not read this ESSAY

Recalling the time when I was around the age of 10, was a scary time in my life. All alone in my upstairs bathroom, while suddenly I dropped my make up case I was playing in. After I reorganized everything in the case I looked up into the mirror and there was my dead aunts reflection. This brings me to the poem I read called Beware: do not read this poem by Ishmael Reed. A poem that made me wonder what's really on the other side. I enjoyed this poem because of the title, it really stood out to me, the title is really what made me read it. This poem happened to be very engaging, it seems so realistic. The images this poem puts in your head was kind of nightmarish if one ask me.

First of all, the title really draws the reader in. Saying not to read the poem draws you to the poem even more, it makes you want to read it. It's kind of scary once you think about it. For example, the title states not to read the poem. I myself wasn't really about to read it, with an imagination like mine I thought it was going to put some type of curse on me. as a person who loves thriller it was kind of hard for me to stop myself.

In addition to the title, the poem was engaging. I have to say it is hungering, once I started reading it I couldn't stop. When I decided to stop reading it I thought about it all day, it left me in suspicion. For example the Poem states " In 1968 over 100,000 people disappeared leaving no solid clues", it made me think of what really happened to those people.

Finally, the poem aroused disturbing images that you couldn't imagine. Frightening ones to be exact. For example, the poem says " one day the villagers broke into her house but she disappeared into a mirror". Kind of nightmarish once thought about. Imagine having a dream about a old women in your mirrors every time you look at it.

In the long run I really got a trill of out of this poem. The title mainly i what stood out to me , have it done the same to you? the poem itself was really engaging, the poem leaves you in suspicion it is so degrading. The images, so mysterious, frightening, nightmarish, so much filled with greed. So next time when your looking at yourself in the mirror think of this poem what is really on the other side. Is it a side of where the dead lies or is it just a piece of glass.