Spring

Today is the first day of spring. I have never been more happy to see the sun in my entire life. I think it's because the I have realized the gloom that winter can bring, especially when you're cooped up inside the house, stressed over tests and papers, and wishing that the school year would be done. I don't really know how to explain it. Before this year I haven't really looked forward to spring that I can remember. But, this year, I craved the warmth of the sun. And now it's finally here. I can feel my mood brightening with the sky. Maybe the change in weather will bring motivation. I feel hope that I will survive this year in all it's junior year craziness. Who knows. Maybe I'll learn to like chemistry. I love that soon I'll be able to walk outside in a t-shirt and it will feel warmer than inside my house. I'm looking forward to the trees and flowers blossom. I want lie in the grass and watch the clouds go by. Okay, this is starting to sound like summer. Now, that's something I REALLY want. But for today and tomorrow and until June 14, Spring will do.

Stage Lights

I lifted up my hand and watched it shake without my permission. My knees would not cease their wobbling. Feeling my stomach flutter and turn, I stood up and began to pace. In the dim light that reached behind the curtain to guide the oncoming actors and crew members, I prepared to take the stage. I repeated the lines I had said hundreds of times before once more in my mind. Breathing deeply to calm my anxious body, I listened for my cue. I moved closer and closer to the curtain as I awaited the words that brought my character to life. I heard them, and I stepped into the bright illumination. Leaving the backstage pantomime, I entered an imaginary world filled with imaginary people. But at that point, it all seemed real. Nothing in the universe mattered except for the character that I knew so well. I forgot all of my cares, worries, hopes, and dreams. I transformed into my character, and her thoughts, feelings, and actions became my own. A thrill came over me like never before. I felt as though nothing could harm me. Electricity flowed through my body, yet peace and contentment came at the same time. Then, it ended as quickly as it had begun. I had discovered a place where I felt invincible, a place where, if even for a few short minutes, I could fly free. I had found passion inside of me, and it had found me on the stage.


anecdote [an-ik-doht]
-noun
a short account of a particular incident or event of an interesting or amusing nature, often biographical

It may not be interesting or amusing, but it is biographical.