From Fear to Success

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From Fear to Success
When it comes to writing papers, different people have different styles. But almost everyone procrastinates at some point in time. Procrastination is the act of delaying or postponing something. It’s nothing but a mind over matter situation. Once one gets their creative juices flowing, writing becomes easier. You overcome the fear of words. Writing brings me back to that familiar feeling. I get extremely nervous while my hands begin to tremble; my thoughts flying everywhere. Every year, my fear is tested. At the beginning of every school year I go into English class with high hopes praying that this year would be better than the previous ones. From the way Ms. Hume walked into the room I believed this was going to be yet another challenging year. She was a short, dark haired woman. She had a mole on her chin just like Sarah Jessica Parker’s. I’m pretty sure Ms. Hume would win a look-alike witch contest during Halloween. Her all black outfit didn’t help ease my perception of her. She gazed around the room with her piercing blue eyes. I looked down, making sure not to make eye contact with her. As she introduced herself she began to hand out pocket journals. She instructed us that we will begin to write our feelings in this journal every morning. Her words echoed off the wall, going in one ear and out the other. I no longer cared what she said, all that was on my mind was writing. I hated writing! I began to adjust my legs in the tiny desk, twisting from side to side. “Calm down Xan.” I told myself, I was letting my worries get the best of me. We spent the rest of the class period getting to know one another. She asked us to jot down memories of our most terrible first day of school so we can speak about them out loud. Had she not known that this was my worst first day of school? 11 years of being in school and I’ve never once had the spotlight on me, at least not the first day. That familiar feeling came over me again, I just wanted to go in...
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