Forever Running Ebook

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My Words Of The Day....

1.	aggranoyed
	To be aggravated and annoyed at the same time 2. flustrated the combination of being flustered and frustrated at the same time.  3. angravated the feeling of anger while one is aggravated

Disappointment...

  Funny how we think we've known someone our whole lives, to find out that were wrong. You think that you know their favorite colors, games, all their little habits, and you come to respect them as a person. But then in one moment of blinding clarity you see that person for who they really are. Suddenly they have a whole set of habits they've hidden from you, their favorite things to do are suddenly lame and boring, and you realize that maybe, just maybe they're not the same person you've known. I've underwent this recently with a family member, I thought I knew very well. Wrong! Not only does he do something stupid that I would have thought he'd never do, he does something else that makes me so furious I can barely stand to think about it. Then his habits have changed like the way he talks to someone he loves. I wrote on my messenger the other day "Funny how you think you knew someone, then you find out who they really are and suddenly you don't want to know them anymore." It's so true! I would rather not know him then get angry and disappointed every time I look at him. It's almost like losing them, because to me the person that I loved and cared about isn't there, he's been replaced with this rude and scandalous individual and I don't associate myself with those kinds of people. All I can hope is that he will eventually change his ways, but I doubt it. Influence is our strongest weapon to wield, but an even stronger weapon to possess is the courage to stand above everyone else and not lose yourself as an individual.

A Cup Of Coffee

There are certain places you walk into at certain times of the day and expect to find a certain group of people. Like walking into Hardee's for breakfast and finding an overwhelming population of senior citizens. While sitting there nursing a cup of coffee, you hear the laughter and stories of somebodies grandparents and it's a warming feeling. My grandparents aren't very fond of me, for reasons I don't know, so there has never really been a warm feeling like the one I get from sitting at that table at Hardee's. Even my favorite aunt, whose older, no longer keeps in touch. Once fun filled summers and activity filled weekends were the norm, then around the age of 10...nothing. No calls, no sleepovers, not even a letter or Christmas card. It is unbeknownst to me why the people I care about eventually end up not caring about me anymore. I was always a good kid, staying out of trouble, excelling academically, but yet people continue to leave my life. Am I really so hard to love?

Walking into Wonderland

    Writing...I might not always be able to express my self verbally but writing sets me free. I can be anyone I've ever longed to be, be anywhere I've wanted to visit, the possibilities are endless. It is my way of getting away from the monotony of my life and standing up to the problems I've never had to face.
     While most writers make-up characters for the sake of the words on the page, all of  my characters are my friends. I love all of them the same as if they were real, well to me they are. My ideas come to me at the weirdest times, so random, that sometimes it's like they are placed there from somewhere else. I hope that one day my writing will take me places, that I will become published, and my dreams come true. Then I will have my happily ever after.