As a teenager, I always dreamed of a lot of things. It was impossible not to think about how much I wanted to go to different places, travel around the world, meet many people and do everything I wanted. I have always been fascinated about a lot of countries, their culture, the people living there and how would it feel to be in their place. It all started just by thinking of doing what I wanted, pretending to be someone in my mind, creating characters and bringing them altogether in one place.
Though everything started because of my imagination, I still couldn’t forget that at such a young age, I already became interested with books. I like to watch television, movies and dramas but I was never engrossed in those stuff too much. I remember myself reading a random book that I picked up somewhere in our house. I was too young back then though the interesting story delighted me and opened my mind in no time.
That was the time I became more engrossed in books rather than television. I started looking for more books to read, asking where I could get one. Luckily for me, there’s too many fictional books and novels that I could read. I got older and grew up loving books, stories and wanting for more though I never thought I’d end up writing my own. When I became older, I started to create characters in my mind, put them in some country and make up stories. I tried writing everything in my mind though I feel like it’s all missing something so I always ended up deleting those drafts.
But then this long distance friend of mine came and asked for a favor about her own books. I was so amazed by how she could manage to write such good stories and share it to other people. We started opening up about our own interests in writing and she started giving me encouragements on how I should share my own works with others as well.
After that, I realized I really should give it a try and create stories for myself. I started scribbling notes, drafting plots, writing characters until I ended up writing a whole book. I never even thought I’d manage to write a short story followed by a new full book and another. I always enjoyed writing everything in my mind.
After all, I use writing to express my emotions, feelings, opinions and dreams. I write what I could not do, where I could not go and who I could not be. I write as a hobby, something I do for fun and to kill time when I’m bored but then I find myself wanting to improve and learn more about words, language and of course, writing.