Pencils Are Awesome
What's cool about this stick, you ask?
This paltry piece of wood?
It's smooth and hard and slender too,
It fits right in my hand
I store it always in my desk
It holds my secret plans,
It does all this so patiently
So I'll have time to think
It's so much different from a pen
It won't even hold ink
But that's not even all it does
For when my brain is blocked
It hovers o'er a blank, white sheet
And pours out all my thoughts.
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AnnJoy
Hey! I'm high school junior aspiring to be a cop. I love writing and am currently working on two separate novels and a short story mini-series. My favorite genre to write is historical fiction because I enjoy doing the research necessary to create accurate accounts. I have also written many poems over the years and have saved a few. XD Even though I fall, staying defeated is not a part of who I am. I had to learn how to push past injuries and setbacks and how to push myself closer to my goals. I learned how to make myself stronger: physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. I am someone who can make a difference. I can accomplish what I put my mind to. When I set my heart to something, I know that I can follow it though. None of this is done in my own strength, else I would fail. But with me is the power of God. "I am only one, but I am one. I cannot do everything, but I can do something. And that something that I ought to do, I can do, and by the grace of God, I will." -Edward Everette Hale
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