"Just hang on a little longer," The shopkeeper, Paul, said to me. Eyes wide, I obviously wanted to shove it back into his hands, but I was frozen in an equal mixture of terror and amazement.
Everybody: "no jaedyn" Me: *loses hearing and judgement*
I guess I would say around my freshman year in high school I started to get my creativity back. The creativity that you can't suppress or hold inside of you for a second longer.