My Writing Journey

There's always something you look back on and realize that it changed your life forever. Something so small can make such a big difference in who you are today. It could be very fond memory or an extremely cold one. You’re going to be reading something very close to my heart. My journey of my love toward my love for reading and writing. Reading and writing was essential for more learning and stability growing up.
When I was younger, I never liked reading, in fact, I wasn’t very good at school in general. I was, and still am, a horrible speller. Reading never came as easy to me as it did for the other kids. In elementary school, I was pulled along with a few other kids to meet with a teacher to help me read and write. I remember sitting in
the library with everyone around a red octagon shaped table reading about the making of Chocolate. It was a small book about twenty to thirty pages with lots of pictures.
I never really transitioned out of small books until my friend Amber made me read the book, Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.
That book stopped the special class time I had because I advanced. It took me a month to finish the first book, mostly because I found it boring at the beginning. The rest of the saga only took me 2 weeks for each book. As I read those books my speech, vocabulary, and writing improved fantastically. I loved those books so much that when I would re-read them, I could just feel where the far a certain part was in the book and flip to it actually. I still re-read parts of twilight every now then because it gives me so much comfort and happiness, even when I wasn’t
happy. I remember a particular ugly day I was re-reading the third book, Eclipse, on a bus ride home. The book was my only source of comfort on that bus ride. Amber, my friend from earlier, had decided to write notes to me pretending to be a boy that I had liked and finally confessed before we got on the bus. The amount of betrayal and hurt that I felt was almost unbearable. I decided to sit by myself on my way home as far from her as I could get. I remember quietly sobbing as I tried as hard as I could to submerse myself in the supernatural paradise that Stephenie Meyer had created. By the time I got home I was more concerned with vampire wars than my own and had stopped crying. Funny how someone who launched me into a three year long depression gave me the means to get me out of it. To this day, if I’m upset I re-read a books as a distraction and comfort, this ritual was used much more in my middle school career than in my high school's.
Fast forward to one of my friends who helped me with my depression in middle school, Kayla.
She introduced me to this website called Wattpad. On this website anyone and everyone can write and read books created by teens and adults. I was one of the people who would just read books for a long time, until one day in the shower. Idea’s started pouring out of me randomly and I decided to type it out. I would spend hours upon hours writing. This improved my my writing tremendously. I remember feeling so elated when people commented on my chapters. I actually developed a nice little following before someone hacked my account. Then I got my account got hacked and my book was deleted. I remember that day like it was yesterday, my mom had made tacos to cheer me up and I just felt numb all over. I was frantically looking for a way to retrieve my work. I never really wrote anything to extensive after that. I do have a story that I sometimes work on but it isn’t as
serious. Without reading and writing I would not be in a good place in school or in daily life. Books have impacted my life in the best way possible. If I had not started really reading books, I would be in a much darker place than I am now. Reading improved my education tremendously. Books inspired me to write one myself and create my own world for someone else to escape to. Books are passageways into different world. “We all face difficulties of our own, and how comforting it is to immerse yourself in a book - my book, any book, any romance. It's entertainment, it's escape, and it can even be an inspiration!” - Debbie Macomber.