• I work and work for hours on end I throw myself into the paper I have laid out to become something wonderful I take the pencil gracefully and begin to place it on the white snow of imagination my heart sings with joy to feel the overwhelming joy of drawing I love it sooooo much diving into the color and adventure I feel sooooo alive I never want to leave this place of joy and wonder I wake up to go to school and sit there wondering waiting to come home and enter the world I love so much which only takes a piece of white snow paper and a pencil I wait and wait for others to feel the joy I sooo much love some think of this wonderful thing as a stupid hobby or a nerdy thing such as colleting rocks or stamps they think of it being a useless thing no one see it’s the way I do I long to do it all the time and never let it end when the lights go out and the pencil gose down on the table and the paper away I feel sad the door of wonder is now shut and im on the other side alone once again waiting for it to open again for me to have fun and get away form this crazy and messed up world yes this is not just something to love but to escaped to