Breath

My mom is planning a trip to Iran. She will be gone for a month. She won’t be here for my birthday and Christmas. I wish I could go with her but I can’t because of school.
I will turn 16 on December 16th. I am very excited to be 16. I don’t know how I’m going to feel.
It is Sunday and I have nothing to be excited about except that I’m alive.

Elle

The first thing I think about when I wake up is coffee. I love the smell, but I mostly love the comfort it provides. It makes me forget what is happening in the outside world. It makes me feel okay. It reminds me that I am alive and that I have a lot to be thankful for.

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  2. hairofthedawg
    October 20, 2003 at 2:54 pm

    Monkey’s right unless you’ll be getting a driver’s license soon. Way back when the big deal about sixteen was the driver’s license. I’m not sure if the laws are still the same. I failed my first driver’s test. I was driving on a street I had driven on many times and after successfully parallel parking, my biggest worry, was asked to make a left turn from a one way into a two way street. I forgot it was a two way and pulled into the left lane. The examiner calmly asked me to change lanes and told me why I had just failed the test. I was bummed but passed a couple of weeks later. Good luck and have a great birthday. I wish you could be with your mom.
    cheers,
    Dick

  3. Shahrokh
    October 22, 2003 at 7:49 am

    Are you just 16?!
    The blog which is linked by me has been written by a sixteen-year old girl? Even not sixteen yet.
    I’m really wondered! I let you know your notes are great and I envy you because of your talents.
    I’m glad having your blog in my list Ms.

  4. ARVID
    October 23, 2003 at 11:33 am

    SWEET SIXTEEN IS THE WAY YOUR AGE IS CALLED IN NORTH AMERICA AND I WISH YOU HAVE ALL THE DELIGHTS OF LIFE. NO MATTER YOU ARE FAR AWAY FROM YOUR COUNTRY, YOUR HAPINESS IS IN YOUR MIND AND HEART.

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