I am from the hills from a place where all you can see and smell are pine trees I am from nowhere yet somewhere from the yellow grass that flows with the wind. I am from the bobcat growls and owl hoots from deer prancing across the open fields. I am from scorching summer heat from the cold winter blizzards with which I remember the heat of the fire warding me from the evil chill.
I am from old movies and music from action figures and Legos. I am from the nerd brigade from the straight-A club. I am from a place where knowledge is power and power is everything From deja vu and nightmares from which my mind is scared and perplexed.
I am from the teachings given by Master Yoda “Fear is the path to the dark side fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.” and the advice given by Mace Windu “Be mindful of your feelings” from all those friends who also helped me along
In my room was Star Wars everywhere With Han Solo on the dresser, away from the Millenium Falcon. With Yoda on the computer desk, giving wisdom to all who work. With young Anakin on the bookshelf, dreaming of his future. I am from those moments to which I want to forget. Painful, memories are.
I wrote this for English as an assignment and I was told it was good so I'm putting it here.