Who knew someone so small cold have such a huge heart? Hmm… no, that wasn't good enough. Um…I love Kelsey. Ugh, I wish.
Jason was attempting to write an essay about the one person who means the most to him and why. Naturally, as soon as his mother heard of the assignment, she begged him to write the essay about her, but he had already made his decision. Kelsey. Just her name made him smile. But he had no time for this. He had basketball practice in an hour, and he hadn't even started. He was way behind. As he typed countless beginnings to his essay, he shook his head and held down the delete button. He wanted to write something meaningful, but everything he wrote either sounded like a two year old wrote it, or Hillary Duff was feeling extra cheesy so she wrote a song about some random girl.
Kelsey completes me…
Too gooey.
Kelsey is pretty.
Stupid.
Kelsey plays the piano like nothing anyone has ever heard before…
Wait, huh? Ugh, this is pointless.
He flopped down on his bed and tried to think. He owed this to Kelsey. Plus, he had to get a good grade in this class. He turned on his stomach to see the corner of a box sticking out from under his bed. Wondering what he had stored in the box, he lifted it out and opened it. Just pictures. Wait…pictures of Kelsey. Ok, here we go, he thought. This can give me some ideas. He pulled one out of Kelsey smiling so brightly it practically lit up the room. Yes! That was it. He quickly ran to his desk and typed the sentence before he forgot it. As he continued through the boxes, he got more and more emotions and ideas, finally coming up with the perfect essay about the one who means the most to him… and why:
Kelsey fills my world with love. When she smiles, she practically lights up the world. Sitting here, right now, trying to write this essay, I can't think of much. Yet, I have so many things I want to share with the world. Kelsey has so much love, she could give a chunk of it to everyone in the world and still have plenty for herself. When I go through rough times, I go to Kelsey. When I'm around her, it's impossible to frown. I feel so lucky to have her as a friend. There is so much I want to tell you about, but you can't just expect me to be able to write it out on paper! The emotions I have for her outweigh any grade. Even if I flunk this, I won't care. I'll still be smiling. Because I have Kelsey.
Like it?!?! Short, I know. But thyre my kind of stories. Please R&R!!!