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Created on: June 09, 2008 Last Updated: May 19, 2012
A pen belongs in my hand, it fits, better than anything else, so much so that writing became a very important part of my life even with mild dyslexia, if anything dyslexia has made me even more determined to prove that I can write things that people want to read just as much as the next person I hope.
There is wanting to write and needing to write, there are moments in my life where the amount of emotion is more vast than I can barely even contemplate it, but when it's all down on paper things look so much simpler, it can help you evaluate things, be it a problem, your feelings or you're life.
One of the moments in my life where I was very confused and emotional was the death of my granddad, he had lived with me all my life and had become like a parent to me but when he died writing about it helped me to realize that I was so lucky to have had three parents, and as they say it is better to have loved and lost.
I believe that writing really is a window to my soul, I put so much of myself in to what I write, I'm spread out over thousands of sheets of paper, in ink you'll find where my heart is.
I think that writing to people through the computer can create a healthy debate between people, not argument, after all it's very difficult to raise you're voice over the internet, you can try capitals but that just bugs people. Debating is something that we do naturally, we just can't help but think were right, and I think that sights like this one allow us to express our views through, you've guessed it, good old writing.
I used to hate reading, I just couldn't work out everybody's fascination with all of the lines of text that I found it hard to read, and with no pictures! After finishing my reading course to help me, which I hated, my mum bought me a book, I had loads of books before this but I never got passed the first three pages, but I thought, well I've worked hard enough on this course, at least I can read now, I might as well give this a try' the book made me laugh and made me cry, I was on the edge of my seat, willing the words to survive and I finished it that day, all the way through, more than I had ever done in my life, from then on I have become an absolute book fanatic and a keen writer and I remember wishing at the end of the book that I could make people laugh and cry and live a completely different life through what I write, so that is why I write.
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