Creative Nonfiction

https://www.facebook.com/share/p/171Gy817Qw/?mibextid=wwXIfr

How’s life been treating you lately?

The Nature's/adventures

As a fond mother, when the day is over, leads by the hand her little child to bed, Half willing, half reluctant to be led, And leave his broken playthings or the floor , Nor wholly reassured and comforted By promise of others in their stead, Which though more splendid, May not please him more.

So nature deals with us, and takes away our playthings one by one , and take by the hand, leads us to rest so gently, that we go scare knowing if we wish to go on stay, Being too full of sleep to understand how far the unknown transcends the what we know.

So for me, adventure is defined as any activity which excites you and brings you a thrill. These activities make you feel alive, and you can feel your heart breathing like crazy. For a moment everything slows down and in that single moment, lies the real adventure about adventure. People like to add adventure activities in thier lifestyle because it is a natural stress buster and makes you feel good.

The Nature's is everything around us. It provides the beauty to our environment. Without the amazing gift of nature the human life would have doll and meaningless. Nature is are the best, precious and noblest gift of god. The most beautiful gift of nature is that it gives one pleasure to look around and try to comprehend what we see.

Cañete, Justine Mae U.
12 HUMSS E

I HATE MY PAPA

I hate my papa.

I hate my papa side.

I hate my papa not supporting our studies.

I hate my papa because he doesn't help mom.

I genuinely think I don't like my dad. I love him, but hate being around him at any given point in time. I want him to say hurtful words so that he will feel hurt. If the Lord gives me the chance to choose a father, I will choose the one who is not like him. When I was young, my father didn't show to me because he was in prison, so I didn't experience my father's love. I'm jealous of others because they are so close to their father; their father is there when there is something they can't do or open. How I wish I had a hardworking,
caring papa.
Even though I hate my father a lot, I still can't help but feel hurt when other people talk bad about him, but it's hard to defend my father. But I know that Papa is also hurt by what they say; he doesn't just show that he is hurt. I know that Papa is trying his best to be a good father to us; we just didn't see it.

I crying while writing this, this is my secret that I can't let out, but this time I feel better.

XIIHC(1234569)