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Why i wrote

11 Years Ago


Why did you begin to write. What inspiration came or was it just something you loved to do without words.

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11 Years Ago


Looking back on my life I first began to write in church, it was this little story about this girl and how when she was in church it was raining just like in the bible with Noah. At first when I was little and I wrote this, I thought nothing of it but, as time went by writing began to be how I expressed myself because believe it or not, when everybody reads my work here. They are reading my secrets that not my friend or family know. Writing is my imaginary friend, my diary, and cofessions.

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11 Years Ago


I really started to write in 8th grade. I'm not good with words and feelings. The only other way to express myself other than drawing was to write. It was like my journal; the characters were all somehow me. The events didn't have to be true. only the feelings. That's probably why if I have to write something and I see no emotion or reason to it, the writing will be meaningless. I have a hard time writing books since my emotions change and the style and tone will change, so the events will make no sense.
My poems were my way of reaching out to people saying what was on my mind and how i felt. I'm an introvert, so I cant express myself verbally. I shut down. Writing was my way of facing the world around me.

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11 Years Ago


I write because I love it! Why else?

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11 Years Ago


I loved getting lost in a book.  It was a chance to take a break from the real world and my real worries and stress.  I wanted to create too, and I was much better at using words than a brush.

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11 Years Ago


Originally posted by Dearantlers
I write because I love it! Why else?


Simple, short, and I think the truth us all at this point "because I love it"

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11 Years Ago


Originally posted by EurasianFlavour
I loved getting lost in a book.  It was a chance to take a break from the real world and my real worries and stress.  I wanted to create too, and I was much better at using words than a brush.


I know right, to get lost in a book is thing but, your own creation. There you have the control and the possibilities are endless.

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11 Years Ago


Originally posted by Diasha
I really started to write in 8th grade. I'm not good with words and feelings. The only other way to express myself other than drawing was to write. It was like my journal; the characters were all somehow me. The events didn't have to be true. only the feelings. That's probably why if I have to write something and I see no emotion or reason to it, the writing will be meaningless. I have a hard time writing books since my emotions change and the style and tone will change, so the events will make no sense.
My poems were my way of reaching out to people saying what was on my mind and how i felt. I'm an introvert, so I cant express myself verbally. I shut down. Writing was my way of facing the world around me.


I know exactly how you feel, all these words but, never can be spoken only read because its like I'm speaking my own language at times.

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11 Years Ago


I began writing when I was in the 5th grade. Our teacher would assign us to write something, and I wanted to make a book about it. It never became anything, and I soon lost touch with it. Then when I was in 7th grade, my English teacher assigned us to write a letter to our future self or future friends. This became the inspiration for my first book Twisted Love. And it just went from there. My family split right after, and I began to use it as a coping mechanism. I am so happy that I never let go after that. I absolutely love writing, and I wouldn't give it up for the world.

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11 Years Ago


That is awesome and your writing sounds interesting.

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11 Years Ago


It's funny, I used to hate writing because I had troubles coming up with ideas. I remember the first piece of writing I wrote that put that passion in my heart and how it unleashed the creativity/talent I have for it. 

It all started when my Uncle died. He was like a father to me (we became close when my dad worked at night for 2 years, I hardly saw my dad during that time. My Uncle was taking care of me so I started to view him as my dad). I remember that die in such vivid detail. I was 11, 2 days shy of my 12th birthday, when he passed. The night he passed, I ended up writing a poem about it (funnily enough, I can't find that poem ANYWHERE) and I shared it with family members. 

Writing then became an outlet for me, emotion-wise. Now, I can write about anything. I write my emotions. I write my experiences. I write my dreams. I write my hopes. I write what-ever comes to my mind. Writing IS my life. It's how I connect with others. And what I want to do is share my writing, my life, because I want people to read it and be like 'Aa, here is someone who understands what I'm going through. I'm not alone.' I write for myself, as well as for others. Writing gives me the ability to capture what I want to say, but unable to with my words. 

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11 Years Ago


I really began to write in the sixth grade, though, if you're looking for the root of my writeing, it was fifth grade and we were practiceing for a written test in which we had to write an essay for whatever topic they randomly gave us. My practice topic was about who I admired most and, well, that person was my deceased great-grandfather. I wrote about him, explaining he was dead, but how me and him used to be closer than my dad and I, and I'm a daddy's girl. When I got done writeing I wiped the tears out of my eyes, and waited for everyone else to finish. The next day my teacher gave me back my paper and told me it was one of the best she'd ever read, and that it had made her cry. I had always loved reading, I was already reading on a college level by then, and I always had admired writers. I knew then, when she said that, that I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to share my ideas with the world, I wanted to make people laugh, cry, hold their breath as they turned the page, look deep into themselves and others, find deeper meaning in a few words. I've written ever since then, and I don't ever want to stop.