In either seventh or eighth grade (I don't remember which grade for sure) I had to do a creative writing assignment. It was probably the easiest thing I've ever done. What we had to do was choose words, any that we could think of (or invent), and turn them into a metaphor type-ish thing. Like I said: easy. Well I found pieces of the final assignment, and I think they are pretty interesting, considering I wrote them five years ago.
Rain
The cloud's tears
Butterfly
Nature's angel
Care
Universal band-aid
Diet
Substitute for starvation
Wind
Unspoken Secrets
Red
A bloody massacre
Life
A game no one wins
Darkness and Light
The last thing you see before you die
And the first thing you see after
Shoulder
The only tissue that actually dries tears
Fakeness
The mask everyone wears
Mirrors
What makes people hate themselves
Judgement
The cause of all our insecurities
Smile
Merely a mask to a frown
I think it is safe to say that I was a demented (perhaps tormented) little child. Oh my poor pre-teen brain!
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