Time.

Last night I was think about how there's no such thing as past or futer, theirs only the present. But the presents moving so fast that you hardly notice it. Just think about it, a minute ago you were reading- "Last night I was thing about....." that's all ready in the past, all you have is a memory. Does this make sense to you? It does to me, time is a really tricky thing. And last night I was wishing everything would just stop, the world would freeze, everything in it, time in its self would stop. But then I was thinking, wouldn't it be kinda lonely, If everyone froze and you were the only one not frozen. You wouldn't have anyone to talk to. It be like you were in a giant wax museum, but you couldn't walk out if you got tired of it. Then I thought, what if you just had one person that wasn't frozen with you. That wouldn't be that bad would it? I don't know...I would choose this guy I know to be non-frozen with me. Ha, when ever I think of this frozen thing, I think of a guy spraying a hose and the water just floating there. It would be really pretty.



Yesterday I was playing out side with all the neighborhood kids. Well just Joshy and Zack really. Joshy's four years old and really cute. We've been best friends ever since he was a baby. He's more calm and relaxed than his older brothers cause he's the youngest. He's the kid in the pic if you were wondering. Zack looks just like him, but older and skinnier. Zack is Seven, and in second grade. Zack is really good at sports and might be going some were with them....trust me I DON'T say that for just anyone. He has some special gifts for sports. They have an older sister, named Disarray (sorry I probably didn't spell that right), who's 11 I think, and an older brother, Mikel, who's 13 I think. I've known these kids for about four years now, and honestly I love them like there my own family. I've seen them grow up, and I've helped them grow up...at least the younger two. I've gotten to see them develop their own personality, and trust me that's cool. Nothing fills better than to look into the eyes of a child and see that innocence and joy. Life is still good for them, their happy and the only thing their scared of is the big ,fury monster lurking under their bed. I wish I could go back to being a child. I think the reason I'm alive is to help children...I really do think that's why I'm alive. If I could delay hurt (when I say 'hurt' what I mean is- world hurt, growing up basically) to a kid, or help a kid threw hurt, then my life wouldn't be wasted. -Sarah