The honour to write the reason behind of why i write.
I take my pencil case out, and from it i remove the most special of them all out .
I sit back and i go back in time to when i first started.
It was a while back in time were my presence in life was not noted because i made myself even smaller. So i could not get hurt. That was the reason that brought the writer out i would make myself heard one way or another and today almost two decades away from that broken shell that was me i see myself surronded by friends who share a common love.
The will to create , to make their thoughts heard amongst us all.
The good , the bad , the excellent ones.
We write, i am sorry if i speak out of turn , i know i write because i have so much to say , the rest of you will have time to express yourselfs surely.
Could i ever stop ? Of couse.
Would i be less happy if i stop writing ? YES...
So to you Dayla, my darling girl thank you for this wonderful opportunity , i hope the others catch on pretty quickly so here is more names.