Fantasy World

Everyone has one thing that takes them into their own little world, right?

For some it is a sport, or video games and for other its an art whether be drawing or writing.

I love video game, he doesn't, okay well maybe a lot of people don't but still.

This use to make me feel like I was living in the world of the game.

Then I started playing sports. Basketball was my favorite.

When I played I felt free, like nothing would bother me.

It was just me and the ball at one playing the beautiful game of basketball.

If I got into a fight with my friend or got in trouble it all home it all seemed to go away during the time period that I played.

It was like a little bandage.

But then then that world got taken away from me. I

I had gotten taken off the basketball team and couldn't play for that season.

I was in in grade 8 at the time, and chance of making it in high school were slim to none.

Not that I wasn't good, because I was good, one of the best on the team, but I knew that I was good enough to be on the high school team but i would still try.

In April of 2008 I had cut my toe and got stitches.

Yay me.

It was so bad.

Track and soccer were coming, and I was determined to make it.

I tried track and as I ran the 100m dash, my stitches opened and that meant bye bye to track and soccer.

So I went into high school determined to make a team.

November I got into a car accident with my mom.

Which did something to my leg that made me unable to play sports anymore.

I cried when I had found out.

My talent and passion was gone.

But I kept trying.

I tried basketball, softball, rugby (which I don't know why I did Rugby if I am so small and they are so big... I guess I was that determined) and track.

I became slow, and unable to do the things I did before.

So my little world that made me feel all better was GONE!

Then second semester came and I had an art course.

I found out I had the talent for drawing.

That became my passion.

I love to draw, paint, you name it I love it.

This was my new world.

If I was sad or mad I would draw and then feel better.

I escaped from my real world by doing something I love.

I worked so hard on everything.

When it came to the art history (I hate history) I studied so much so that I knew everything to 100 on each test. And the tests were hard.

But in the end I got 98-100 on my final exam (studying does pay off)

In my course I was getting a 99.

But our teacher gave the whole class two assignments, we had to attend the arts fest and the play and do a drawn reflection for each.

For each one we did we got 1% extra on our final mark.

So I was 99 +2%.

Since my school does not allow 101%

On my report card I got 100% and gladly got awarded the grade 9 visual art award.

Art makes me feel better, safe, secure, so many things.

Its AMAZING!

I am currently in grade 10 and in art I am getting 99% working really hard for that art award again!

So find the one place that would make you happy that is your passion and go to your fantasy world and escape all the stress and headaches of the real world!