Krystal Durr
5/19/06




"The Truth"


Once upon a time there was this girl name essence that lived in a small town of Africa. She had high hopes for her life. She was successful and had high hopes of falling in love one day and starting a family. Essence was a well-known writer in the southern part of Africa. She wrote remarkable pieces that inspired and made all her readers think. Her name really explained her personality as well as her writing. Essence had everything she could every want be she longed to have a husband to take away her loneliness and to share her enormous house with. She never really had a relationship putting all her time and effort in to writing and becoming a great writer. She desperately wanted to find her soul mate so she searched high and low for a man that was on her level in every aspect. No man ever came close to her expectations. She instantly became a none believer of love and soul mates. One afternoon after a long day Essence came home to her empty house. She went to her bedroom. She always went there when she felt down about her life. She went onto the bacolony where she could see the stars. That night the stars lit up brighter than she could ever imagine. While on the balcony in the stars her deceased mother appeared. Essence eyes lit up, for she hadn’t seen her mother since she was eighteen when she seen her mother die from cancer in the hospital after gradating from high school. Essence now twenty-four years old sat there memorized at the sight of her mother’s face. Her mother spoke softer than an angle’s voice. “I’m so proud of you my daughter and the person you have become”. She blinked her eyes in relief taking a deep breath. She smiled at her mother’s approval. “Listen Essence I want you to stop chasing love and after your soul- mate for soon he we will come to you be patient, my dear. “When will he come”? “Soon my dear be patient”. Her face started to fade as I yelled, “I Love you mom”. As her face faded she replied “I love you to dear”. That night I had come to my senses why am I chasing love? That night I vowed never to chase Love again.
I took my focus of my love life for a minute to focus on what mattered at the time, my writing. I was preparing this statement entitled “The Truth” I really didn’t know what to say but it had to my most powerful statement. For the first time in my life, I couldn’t fill the paper with my thoughts. I didn’t know why but, it was but it angered me. I couldn’t focus for nothing. This statement was the icing on the cake. If I could deliver my career would take of tremendously ever one was going to be there so I had to make it good. I would be standing in front of the King his wife and everyone who meant something in Africa. I was already a month behind and I had three weeks left and I still had nothing. Since I had writer’s block I would hire a coach to make my words and thoughts flow on paper. So the next day I would meet the person that would be helping me write my statement. I waited at the café for the person. When I entered the restaurant I instantly noticed this man who was sitting right in the doorway at the restaurant. I couldn’t take my eyes off him that were fixated. I walked toward the couch were I would wait for my writing coach. In the mean time I starred at the fine brother as he blushed at the sight at me flirting. I look at my watch waiting for the coach to arrive. As I turned my head I notice a shadow standing over me, as I looked over I nearly spit my coffee noticing that the brother that I had been flirting with walked over were I was sitting. I stood to my feet. He asked “Are you Essence Washington” yes why. I’m your new writing coach Java Richards. I felt so embarrassing but what could I do now? We set down as we jumped right off into a conversation getting to know each other. We hit it off immediately. We hit it off and exchanged numbers mixing work with pleasure.
After we met the days moved so fast and we quickly grew. In a matter of two weeks I was in cloud nine. This high had me gone my mother was right and all I had to do was be patient. A week before I would have to talk, we notice that we hadn’t written anything for me say. He told me not to worry but to speak from my heart. That was the best advice anyone had ever given me.
I took his advice as the day approached quicker than I could imagine. I went to the formal and brought Java as my date, which made me even more nervous but his smile gave me confidence. I was glad I was last but my turn quickly approached me as people came up and spoke the best of the best was there.
They soon called me to the stage. I took a deep breath as I approached the stage. Everyone clapped as I took small steps. Hi everyone I’m Essence Washington and my piece is entitled “The Truth”.
“ In love at a young age made me wise and made my spirit grow, and have a closer relationship with god, But it also tore me down, stress me out, and tampered with my beliefs. Everyone told me love didn’t cost a thing, buts not right. Love costs you integrity your pride and more. See I’m fund believer of soul mates and love at first site. But not anymore, I have been to hell and back on a first class flight. But who am I to talk right? What do I know? I’m amateur right? Not I’m a veteran in this game. See what I don’t suppose to know I’m already aware beyond my years and the crying and the tears. See me I’m not new to this I grew to this over the years. So this with open hands, because when you fall from cloud nine you going to need a nine, But stay strong and hold your peace and let the lord fight this love battle. It’s not yours it’s the lord.”

Everyone on stood up and clapped as I stepped of stage feeling like that statement was the most defying of my career. I finally mastered love and my intentions of possibly being in love. My statement was the truth about love and my life.