LifeSaver88

=In the end, life is short. It comes down to how you use your time. I think I have used my time right so far. 'Feels like Home' by Edwina Hayes sums up my life pretty good, coming from a dark place then comign to relize how lucky you are. My parents are always willing to listen to my High School problems. My brother cares, and I am lucky to have him. (First Paragraph- Personal Narrative) = = = =Alone, the tree stood with a blanket of fog surounding it. The blanket didn't bring a warm safe palce it so depespratly deserved. Instead it brought a a dark place filled with suffering and sorrow. The treee felt accustomed to the coldness. It wasn't a loud roar; it was more like a dull whisper. Every night the moon would show her face and her beutiful radiating light. She would smile at the tree, and everynight the tree longed to be a star next to the moon. Then the moon would disappear for awhile leaving the tree to fight off the disturbed, tense, and shameless night. The dark of the night shocked him. He mourned for the mood. The hope for the night that the moon would once more grace him with her beautiful light helped him fight off the evils of the night. (Tree Project) media type="custom" key="7785955"=