I am a Writer.

I’ve done plenty of writing throughout my life. When I was younger I had a diary, it was filled with actual events that occurred that day just a little exaggerated or how I wished it had happened. I would write everything before bed and I thought I was going to become a world famous author, i had this idea that someone would find my diary and turn it into a show that everyone would watch on Wednesdays at 8 pm. In the six grade my teacher recommended me for the Gate program. A few friends told me I was a geek just because the teacher had only recommended me. So when it came down to the exam I only wrote about 6 sentences because I did not want to be in Gate. Throughout my two years in middle school my English teachers rarely give us writing assignments. My freshman and sophomore years both of my teachers told me i was an exceptional writer . So junior year I decided I would take AP. I found out I was a mediocre writer, I was a little upset. I was excited about taking AP Lit but during the summer, I realized that I was only taking it because my friends were taking it and I didn’t want to be left out. But now two days into senior year I am excited to read novels and improve my writing skills because people don’t take AP classes just because they are smart or because they know what to do, people take AP classes to improve their skills. Writing is also a way for me to escape reality, when times get hard I turn to writing. Although I know no one is going to read it, it helps me feel better to know that I have acknowledged the problem and I documented how I felt at that exact moment. Then in the future I can go back and see how much I have grown as a person and as a writer.