A paper I wrote quite a while ago which I recently found for religion class. We had to describe ourselves through the point of view of another using deep thought.

She’s not really someone you would consider dating too much. You don’t really think about it, but when you do, you realize that there is something about her that seems to drag you in. Maybe it’s her eyes, or perhaps her small, light voice that brings innocence to her appearance. She doesn’t really have a type, but then again she doesn’t have the best judgement when it comes to relationships either. She has high hopes and big dreams, but she fears a lot also.

As stubborn as she is, it’s for the benefit of others more than herself. She loves to help others, even if they would never dream of returning the favour, but sometimes that is her downfall. It may not be the best way to go, but it makes her happy. She hides her tears, but flaunts her smile. She gets this feeling sometimes..maybe she isn’t good enough, or strong enough. But something so amazing lives inside of her that she has so much trouble realizing.

When she falls in love, she falls hard. She fears rejection and pain to be inflicted on her loved ones. Once you’re in her heart, it’s almost as if your name is engraved, and well..it doesn’t rub off easily or wash off with water. Once you’re in, she would do anything for you. Shower her with gifts, or just hold her in your arms while tears run down her face, she will love you the same. She doesn’t want anything but your happiness, not for you to waste your money.

Her heart is the biggest, but also the most delicate. She’s..she’s everything. She is complex, yet simple. Strong, yet sensitive. Maybe a little different..unique some might say. It’s amazing how clumsy she can be, but somehow manages to keep her head full of thoughts attached to her shoulders and neck.

She may not look like someone you see in a magazine, or even just an average teenager, but when you really get to know her and think to yourself..if she really changed that about her..she wouldn’t be the same. You wouldn’t wonder as much about her. You wouldn’t question her. She would be another man’s object, possibly more of a head-turner, but not along with the right attention.

Maybe she is perfect. Even somewhat close. She has her bad qualities. Even too much of a good quality can be bad. She likes isolation, she can be clingy, a bit of a temper, emotional, and can be a bit dramatic. But she gets it. At least she can admit when she is wrong. Maybe that makes her stronger.

When she pushes away, she is actually holding on for her life. She couldn’t stand to lose you, I can assure you. Okay, so maybe she isn’t perfect. But I can promise you will always be taken care of. As crazy as she is, she is smart enough not to let go. 

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