Bullets

 

 

Memories are a person’s story. They are the things that sit in the corners of your mind, the things that we did in the past. Good and bad, you are “ reliving” facts, events, and impressions that you once experienced. Some people push them away, but our memories make us who we are. Some show how strong you are, while others tell the incredible stories of your most prized moments. From the first time you sang in front of a crowd, to a recollection of when you met your best friend. They stay with us forever, popping up while we lay in bed at night trying to fall asleep. Memory is remembrance. They can be the monsters of our imagination gnawing at your thoughts. They can be an angel on your shoulder, maintaining your sanity and giving you something to be proud about. It seems like the worst memories stick with us though. While the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers. Memories are like bullets. Some only whiz by, missing you by an inch, while others can tear you open and leave you in pieces. Memories are a person’s story.

 

– Hayden x.

 

4 thoughts on “Bullets

  1. I love this post so much(: I agree with you, our worst memories stick with us and never leave our heads. The past shapes us who we our today. You have such a cool blog!

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