1st Writing Piece:

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why I didn’t enjoy that time. Those days, those hours, those minutes all just seem like a blur to me. Sometimes I can’t help but look back at that time and just feel a brush of sentimental sadness like a chill crawling up my back. I remember that feeling I got when I hopped off the airplane. “A New Beginning” was a chapter that had just begun right as my feet touched the ground in a place halfway across the world.

As I exited the airport, I could feel the energy waving and dancing around me as a new found excitement took the place of boredom and monotony. As nightfall came, I gazed out the huge glass window of our modern long-term hotel and was amazed by the million lights that dotted through the skyline. A few series of fireworks burst through the night. The constant beautiful booms and lights illuminated the already bright city as I fell asleep. This free firework show continued right outside our window every night. I miss the bright lights. I miss the crazy tall skyscrapers. I miss the energy. I miss everything.

 

2nd Writing Piece:

I jumped up awake as the alarming sound coming from my phone screaming and buzzing at me, telling me to wake up. I swiped to the right disarming the alarm clock and laid back down. Five minutes later, another piercing sound awakened me again. I suddenly remembered that I had set three consecutive five minute alarms last night, making sure I would definitely get up in time. I swiped right again, knowing that the third one would definitely do its work. And yet it did, as the vibration and bell sounds jolted me awake again; my day had just begun.

I then remembered that I had a dance performance that night. I have this crazy theory that if I wanted to do well on stage, everything during the day had to be perfect. Don’t ask me why, but it’s just like that. I had to be very careful in order to do this.