Write a letter to your 14-year-old self.
Dear 14-year-old Me,
14 will be the best year of ever.
I saw someone today. I thought I did, in the morning. Her back was to me, but for a second, I knew, I was sure that it was her. But, it wasn’t.
You know how I know? I saw her hands.
You won’t grow tall. At all. (You may get better at rhyming :P) By the time you come to my age, you will forget that you’re short and there will be a thousand other things on your mind.
You will fall in love with books and writing. You will fall in love with Summer, Sun, Clouds and everything nature-y (even more so).
Never forget school.
Never forget who was there with you.
Never, Never 😀
Read more, write more, love more, explore more, and don’t fall in love in love with Pink!