I peered up at the geographical feature that was forming in my room. Paper upon paper toppled out the top of my garbage can, creating a mound of some sort. I just couldn’t envision the right words, or the right lines, they seemed all too …show more content…
That day I found my best self, while Bianca and Chris found each other’s best selves. Their eyes lit up with joy, and my heart lit up with content. I was satisfied with who I was; I was appeased with my closet hobby everyone seemed to love, and applaud. I knew I wasn’t a professional author, or actor, or even athlete, but I was professional at being who I am. I went to bed that night astonished of my courage, and proud of myself. After a long day bricks hung from my eyelids, and my body went into a tranquil state. Drifting off to sleep I wondered if my headboard was proud of me