1. Creative Writing

2. The Ocean I am mysterious. I'm full of surprises. Just like the ocean, no one truly knows me until they take a deeper look. Most of the time I am calm, but when provoked I am turbulent and can be volatile, but I always return to normal quite quickly. I hold secrets, some my own and some from people I have met over the years. People can only see so much, from the surface. It is those who are not scared to go deeper, and to learn who I truly am, that are my true friends and the people I hold dear to me.

3. Wind I am the wind. You cannot see me but you can see the effects of it upon other things. In a flat land, the grass blowing in the distance, you can see the flowing grass become waves. When I am calm, you can miss me so easily but I am still there, I am almost invisible but silent. If I am provoked or angry, I can swirl up a storm and I can make people fear me and run or I can be the one to be there and help people cool off on a hot summer day. Most of the time, you may not see me or feel me but I am everywhere. I am very unpredictable, my moods can change at any time but I am always cold. Sometimes I can be a matchmaker or I can cause chaos. I can cause the clouds to block the sun or I can let the warmth through. People like to run with me, birds like to take me to their advantage. I am natural, many can use me to help them but I expect nothing in return.

4. I am a match. I can be used to light a candle in the darkness or cause a raging inferno. My emotions switch as fast as sparks fly, one minute I'm laughing, the next I'm starting to burn out leaving me desperate to find a way to keep the flame going. I am handy to have in a crisis, providing warmth, comfort and light, but if I am misused, I can cause damage without meaning to. Once I am burnt out, I have to start back from the beginning and find a new spark to keep me going.

5. Monster I’m colorful and happy. I catch your attention with my catchy colors. I’m very full of energy, and anyone who comes around me will become full of it as well. I can be many different moods, whether it be red when I’m angry, or blue when I’m sad, I always have a different color. Once you try me, you’ll love me. You’ll always want me. I make everyone happy when I’m with them. They’ll be bright and hyper.

6. Soft but delicate, yet beautiful and elegant. I'm unique just as every snowflake in the winter sky. Tiny but bright just as a snowflake. I fall easily yet hard like when a snowflake hits the ground.

7. Book The pages in a book are the feelings I portray, never known until you read me. I keep them hidden with a cover, sometimes only glanced at. I’m known only by what I say, not for what is interpreted. You never know who I truly am until you get to the end. After one story there’s always another, waiting to be told. The pages delicate, they can be torn easily. Only a certain person can fix the damaged pages. Sometimes I’m hidden away on the back shelf, hoping someone will pick me up and open my pages.

8. I am firework. My voice booms and crackles at a level of volume that none can ignore. I am the life of the party- the bright explosion of color that draws and thrives off attention. If unfamiliar with my ways, I can frighten rooky spectators. BOOM, BANG, BOP! My emotions scream as they flare up into the sky, erupting into a fountain of glorious sparks. People amused with my bombastic displays light fuse after fuse just to watch me feed upon them time and again, showing off my vibrant personality. They clap and applaud as I go on, but far too soon the show is over. After my exuberant outbursts have finished I drift away silently with the wind; nothing but forgotten smoke.

9. Submarine I am reclusive. I tend to sink below the radar, and keep to myself, and only surface when no one else is around. I tend not to keep company, and I rarely stay in the same place for extended periods of time. I do not stand around, I instead keep moving. I immerse myself in my work and tend to ignore other people who interrupt it.

10. Tea I am tea. One that warms you to the core, with a hint of sweet so as to not overwhelm. A cup of tea when you want to relax, and read a book or sketch out your ideas. So many flavors there are I’m sure you would find one that you like. Sometimes the tea can grow bitter or too sweet. Even if you think you don’t like tea, you just have to get used to the taste and smell, and maybe you can start liking it a bit more as you grow a little bit more comfortable with it. Teas usually need a little steeping to give you its true flavors.

11. Sweater I am like, your favorite sweater. I'll hold you tight, hug your curves, but still love you no matter how close we become. I'm the one thing you go to when you're sitting in the odd quite of being lonely but not. I am warn out, I've got scars, incongruent with my experiences. Everywhere I've ever been has left itself on me, like grass stains on the elbows that never quite wash out. I am more than the threads, the cuffs and the burn marks from too many nights stumbling around ashes, and flames, drunk off laughter, even the stars, too high to function. I will be the sleeves that wipe your tears when you’ve become too familiar with heartache. I am like your favorite sweater, when you leave me behind for too long, I am no longer rightfully yours.