A Writer By Heart
Start writing here…
She was a writer by heart, and she was good. Very good. Sadly, she didn’t acknowledge her own abilities, because she wasn’t selfish. Because in her opinion it was like that: There are so many people out there, who are actual good writers, with a lot more experience than her. How couldshe, an only fourteen years old, attempt to even call herself a writer?
That’s where her biggest problem was; she belittled herself and her abilities, because she thought that there were way too many people who were better than her. She didn’t realize that it didn’t matter what others were able of, or how they felt when she showed color.
This is about how she found her own worth, and how she made the world her very own piece of art.
