Life Lesson

Alone in the dark, there’s a girl who sat alone crying endlessly. Nobody was there to comfort her and whenever someone walked by, they just looked at her with cold eyes. One little boy walked towards the girl. He had brown hair and he walked with a sense of pride and self confidence. His eyes looked like a deep blue ocean and his face was shaped in the most handsome way. He approached the crying girl and asked her what was wrong. The girl did not replied, she just kept crying so the boy decided to walk the girl home. After the girl got home, the little boy left.

The next day, the little girl tried to find the boy again. Nobody knew who the little boy was. It was as if the boy was never real, as if he was only real in the little girl’s imagination. Several days, weeks, and months passed and the girl never forgot the boy. The girl truly believed that she would someday find the boy and when she did, they would get marry and live happily ever after. Because of her belief, the girl never gets a boyfriend and she rarely talks to a boy. She kept herself for this one boy who she hardly knew. Soon, life started passing. Years kept going by and the girl still did not find the boy. Now the girl lived all alone, in her own apartment, but she never lost hope. The girl kept wasting time, thinking about this one boy who she fell for. She didn’t even realize the years going by. One day, she sat down at a coffee shop. She sat there alone and she thought about her life and what she’s been doing. She finally realized that she was throwing her own precious life away because of a boy that might not even be real. It was then that the girl looked across the street and saw a man. The man was alone, but he walked with confidence that made him look unreachable. When the girl got a clear view of the man’s face, the man turned to look at the girl as well. They both stared at each other for a moment. The guy had brown hair and deep ocean blue eyes. Then the guy began to cross the street, and walk towards the girl. As he took his steps closer to where the girl sat, the girl’s heart started beating faster and faster.

“Is this seat taken?” asked the man, with a smile on his face.

“Um no, go ahead,” the girl replied, sounding nervous.

Suddenly, a woman came up behind the man. The woman held a child’s hand.

“Sweetie, who’s this?” asked the woman.

“Oh just someone I used to know,” replied the man with a slight smile on his face while getting up out if his seat and then wrapping his arm around the woman’s waist.

Love vs. Money

Which is more important, love or money? I believe that love is more precious than money. Love is the reason why we are all here. We all wish to give and receive love, whether romantic love, love between family members, love between friends, or any other kind of love. Love is the most important thing in life. If I had to choose between being the wealthiest person in the world but lacking love, or being very poor but having love, I would honestly have to choose love. Love can bring people through tough things. I cannot imagine experiencing a family member’s death without the people whom I love and who love me to help me get through it. Money means nothing without love. Money can buy all the nicest things in the world, but without loved ones to share them with, there is no enjoyment to gain from them.

Love can do things that nothing else is able to. Love can make people do crazy things. Everyone has seen or known someone one who was so in love that they smiled helplessly, acted silly, and spent countless hours with their lover. Love can cause people to sacrifice and go out of their way to help another. Money, on the other hand, can cause people to be selfish, push others aside to get what one wants, and even lie or steal to get wealthy. Love is patient, kind, not envious, not boastful, and not proud. Money causes the opposite of all these things. When someone is focused on money they want to get it, regardless of whether or not they are kind to others while obtaining it. They are jealous of those who are in a better position, and are proud and boastful when they are the one who is the “best”. They are selfish and angry when things do not go their way. Money will fail you, especially in the economy we have today.

Money cannot buy happiness, but love gives it freely. Think about the wealthiest people you know. Are these people truly happy? Or do we see them turning to drugs, alcohol, and getting into trouble with the law? When you begin to focus your life, your dreams, and your goals on money you become miserable. When you focus your life on loving others and gracefully receiving their love back, you will find joy. You may argue that love can die, and yes, it may.  However, I do not believe that people will ever be completely free from love. Money, on the other hand, leaves more quickly than anything. It often seems as soon as it is received, it is gone.

Love is more valuable than money.

My Love for Music

Music is a part of me and my everyday life. It is one of the most important and powerful things in my life. It has helped made me into the kind of person I am today. Music gives me the strength I need to push forward. Listening to music helps me to relax. It also motivates me in most of the times. I love listening to music while on my way to school because I feel that it helps me in preparing for the day.

When I was younger, my love for music wasn’t so great. I usually listened to whatever my parents were listening to. There was sometimes a pop music threw me here and there, but that’s really all I liked back then. Whether I was in the car, house, or anywhere else there was some music playing somewhere in the background. At that time I didn’t care about music that much, but as I’m older, I enjoy it because it. Once I hit my teenage years music became my life.

I believe music has the ability to bring all kinds of emotion. The emotion of joy and happiness, sadness and despair can be brought by music. The effect that music can have on our emotions is massive. It can bring people to floods of tears or bursts of laughter. The images that songs are able to create are impressive. Music has the ability to transport me back in time. It lets me revisit forgotten moments in my life.

My greatest desire is for everyone to feel and experience the everlasting power and beauty of music and to recognize the great impact it has on our lives. Music offers love to a world full of hatred. Music provides peace to our society. But most of all, music brings us life when we feel as if we are dead. To me music is more than just something to listen to or play, it’s something to feel. Music is extremely important in my life. I think it brings me closer to my friends and family. I also feel that it helps me to get through things. Music is a powerful thing and has a huge place in my life right next to my heart.

Art in My Heart


Looking back in time and see my old artworks, I realize how much I have improved and how fast it happened. I started drawing when I was 6. At that time I was still very young, so my drawings were not really good, but I loved them. I loved drawing shapes and combining colors. My favorite toys aside from my models and my lego were my pencils and crayons.

My art started to improve significantly when I was in 3rd grade. I always had my sketchbook with me. I drew scenery of what’s around me. I started adding shade to my drawings and tried to make them look more realistic. Since that time, I knew art would never leave me.


I am a little shy when showing my drawings to my friends. It’s not that I think they are ugly or anything, it’s just that they are my inner thoughts. When people are looking at my artworks, I feel like they are entering inside my head and watching my true self. I am afraid they don’t like them and afraid they don’t understand them. But I have to accept that, and continue creating.

For me, art is a wonderful thing. It can help me express what’s on my mind. All I have to do is pick up a pencil and make a sketch. It can end up being something really incredible. I hope that my passion for art can follow with me throughout my life. I hope that one day everyone will like art as much as I do. How about you? How did you fall in love with art? Please share your thoughts and feelings.

My First Love

Of all the people in the world, my mother loves me most, and I also love her from the core of my heart. She has been in my life since I was born and she will always be in my life no matter what happens. She is the one who has suffered to bring me into this world. I have learnt to love her from the day I was born.

From my childhood, I have been greatly influenced by my mother. She has always guided me in the right path in every step of my life. She was the first person to teach me to draw and walk, and she was with me when I took my first step. She has taught me to believe in people and not to have hard feelings against one another. She always encouraged me when I was ready to give up. She makes sure that I was safe and happy throughout my childhood. It is my mother’s love that works these feelings.

My mother is an ideal woman in my life. I feel myself lucky for being born as her son. She is very concern about my health, my education, and my well-being. I feel that there is no other person nearest to the heart than my mother in this world.