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A castle sits upon the hilt of a magical treetop where anything and everything you could imagine comes true, except these people have forgotten how to use their imagination. We soon will become like this fantasy except we can’t get everything we imagine and there’s no castle atop a magical treetop. Imagination is a gift that only children and fictional writers use, but imagine, if you can, if it wasn’t like that. If everyone could create magical fantasies at the smallest thought of one, how would you feel? I encourage people to read fantasies and then write your own. That way our world won’t be limited to children and fictional writers who think about fairies, mermaids, and everything that is considered magical. Imagination is a gift most people take for granted and stick at the back of their minds thinking it’s for children, but they need to ask themselves “is it really?”

You are required to wake up early every weekday, wear clothing that shows no personality for fear we will abuse it. A place where equality is a need and a want but is unachievable. Most schools all do the same thing, they want kids to be equal, behave, and suppress individuality, but we already know the drill, fall in line. Every child is smart even if they’re smart at being dumb, but kids, even the best-behaved ones, are smart at breaking rules they don’t like. School is just a habitat, a daycare, a place to learn a couple of things and grow up. I, like some people, got lucky and realized that I needed to get my head in the game before it was too late, if you haven’t and are already in middle school I suggest you do.

They look nice sometimes and sometimes they don’t. I understand if women have really tiny nails and want acrylics, but now thinking you’re Cardi B, who probably has enough money to pay someone to wipe her butt, is ridiculous. Your nails do not have to be five inches long. Imagine having to wipe yourself after using the bathroom with those nails, huh, long acrylics don’t sound too nice now do they? Acrylics are not a necessity, they are simply a want like most things, and I get it women want nice nails, but don’t exaggerate it.

You hold the will to think the unthinkable and put it on paper, but the question is will you? Writing is the ability to take people to places they’ve never been before, places that don’t exist, or you can take them to real places, you can even make a difference. Writing is like this supernatural ability you never knew you had, but it was always there. My finals are always picked by the state, but what would our scores be if the kids got to vote for the topic, I mean we would be writing about something we enjoy so we would score better. I wish that more people would write with pen and paper without being forced to, and no I don’t mean for people to write text messages, I mean for them to write meaningful things that are at least three full sentences.

Fear is not real, fear is an illusion created for power. There is a way to overcome fear, it might seem impossible and crazy but the way to overcome fear is to become it. Let’s say you are afraid of driving, then you must drive in order to destroy this illusion of fear you have created. I was afraid to be alone, but when I am now it’s kind of peaceful. Before my sister was afraid to race someone in go-kart racing and drift, but now riding gives her this rush, this exhilaration, this proves that fear is fake. Fear was something to be afraid of except now you should be asking yourself what were you afraid of? For fear is nothing.

It appears out of nowhere,

creeps up on you on the best days.

Fear is inescapable, impenetrable.

Fear makes the strongest people cower into corners,

the most powerful people doubt themselves.

Fear is used as a weapon,

like a shooter who won’t shoot

will only show around a gun for your fear,

same way regular people do things to scare others as a joke

dangerous people endanger people’s lives in order to scare them for fun.

Fear is a game and you never know which type until it has begun.

You may think you are fearless,

but everyone is afraid of something,

from spiders and snakes

to death,

everyone is afraid.

You feel the rumbling of the engine,

the whirring of the machinery,

you are picking up speed,

your ears become clogged,

you feel pain but you also feel that rush of excitement

the feeling of going new places,

or in my case to the place you call home.

You fear many things,

but know that you are not alone,

many people realize the danger they put themselves in

when going in this terrific machine human life has created.

This machinery is a plane.

It takes you through the air,

across the world,

across the ocean,

where driving would take days,

even weeks sometimes.

These planes are magnificent achievements

to the human race as we know it,

but it is also a convenience like most things in our life.

This machine though,

is one we need in order to live, love, laugh, explore,

in order to find ourselves.

Maybe some machinery isn’t for humans want to have everything,

maybe it is simply for us to be us.