Why I Write

This is one of those mandatory 7th grade revised essays that everyone has to do at some point in their life. It is when their angry white-haired english teacher forces everyone to sit down and do a web outline defining why they write. Why do we write? It seems obvious, to get an A grade in english class. It seems that is the absolute only reason why high schoolers and middle schoolers write. None of them sit down and open a word document for any other reason. Word seems to be always started with their name and date in the top right hand corner; followed by a few lines of seperation, a title, and then five paragraphs double spaced. Yes, this is one of the reasons I write. But I can say it is not the only reason why.

I write about my experiences. Many times when I have time on my hands I open up a word document. From there, I move forward. I go back in time to some moments I have chosen in my life that I feel is important. These moments are what I write about, but I do not JUST write about these times. I do so much more; I define them. I define everything that happened that night. I do this in order to clarify, and I clarify everything. That is why I feel it is important for myself to go back into these moments and observe the life that happened. Memories can become distant, fuzzy, and unclear when they are shoved to the back of the bus that is your memory. That is why I do this. I think it needs to be brought back into the light. Not only do I enjoy rethinking about things that have happened to me, I learn from them.

Everyone says that the past can repeat itself. That is another reason I feel the need to waft away the smog that covers my memories. I believe strongly that the more clear our memories are, the easier we are able to replicate what we would like to happen if we were ever put in a similar situation. So that is why I write. I write to define my life. My life is unique from anyone else's, and I like to keep it that way. It is interesting to myself to see what I think about things. That is why I write. I write for myself, not anyone else. And yes, I write to not only declare my past, I write to define my future.



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