im spending the next few days writing a story for creative writing.
after writing two chapters, i realised my story is basically like "a child called it" my story will be a true story bout my own life. the broken promises. the broken hearts. rage. hatred.
it is a story that shows every single event that really happened.
the story's title will be. The child's story.
fantastic. not exactly. each time i try writing. i go back to the past. and its as if i am on a journey back. and when i come back to reality. i feel my heart aching so much. each time. more&more. yes i admit im becoming more and more emo.
somehow as emo as i get. i still hold on strongly. i'll never admit defeat.
God has been here with me all along. although i feel the pain, when i look up. i feel the warmth of God's hands. He has been there all along.
so i'll still continue writing this story. because i want to give thanks for the life i've been through. and i want to share. i am always better at expressing when i write. and after i finish the story. the first person i would pass my story to is my boyfriend.
i realised i have hide too much. too much stuff that need to be told. but not sure when. so this time. i will. i promise.
byeee.
loves.