Thinking back to my middle school days and forward I always loved writing. During my disastrous junior year the second class that saved me at the school was my creative writing class. This class allowed me to put what I was feeling down on paper and realize what I was doing to myself. I made the worst mistake of my life by going to that school for junior year, but it did create some well-crafted pieces of writing. We had two big projects for that year – one about a person place or thing and one about ourselves. I still have both of those projects and have included links to pictures of those. They are two of my most favorite pieces of work that I have done. Being able to look back and read these things helps me to remember what happened, and hopefully to keep from happening again. I went through a lot of emotional and mental trauma that year and you can sense a lot of my heartbreak in these writings. Not all these writings are heartbreak though, some of them are happy, some of them are fairytales. When I went to college I wanted to major in nursing and minor in journalism. I was talked out of this by my college counselor saying that the courseload would be too much to do together (as I also had to work during college to make money). I am sad that I did not take the writing classes that I wanted to. I am glad that I was able to focus on just nursing during that time, because my counselor was right – the courseload was a lot.
This page is all about my old writings, with most of them having a date reflecting on them. Who knows, maybe one of these pieces will spark an interest and create a new piece in the future for me.
If you’d like to read more about my junior year experience, I have included the link to the Journal article.
