Writing is like inhaling a breath of fresh air. As soon as your pen touches the page, or your fingers hit the keyboard, the possibilities become endless. How will you start the story? How will it end? Will this be a happy tale, or will it break the readers' emotional states? Are the characters adventurous heroines who chase danger? Or are they simply trying to inch by, day by day? Writing opens an infinitely large number of doors, and all along, the keys were in your hands. Yours! That is what I love about writing. There are thousands upon thousands of words that exist in just the English language. When you write, you can take charge of how exactly you rearrange these words. And every arrangement holds a different world, a different story. Whether the author is writing an individual account of a unique experience, or a fictitious universe they concocted in their heads, how the writer tells their story is completely up to them. As a young kid, I often ran around playing games with my siblings. Sometimes we were teachers and students in a high school. Other times, we were warriors and superheroes fending off bad guys. I have a vivid memory of being around six or seven years old and meeting two kids at a big wooden playground, somewhere in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. For hours, the three of us explored the vastness of the wooden swing set, setting up an array of random roleplay games. The specifics escape my mind now, but I do remember the vastness of my imagination at the time. And, as years have passed, it seems my brain continues to create these fictional tales. That is another reason why writing means so much to me. It gives me the space to expand on these tales. I can create dozens of characters, and so many different background stories for every one of them. Writing is almost like a form of therapy. Everyone has their own idea of a calming activity. For me, it is writing. When I have a particularly good plot idea for a short story, I can sit down and write for hours on end. Writing has given me something to excel at and strive for. It has given me a reason to create goals, to pay attention to the world around me, to expand on things that started as mere playground games. Writing is simply a beautiful form of expression that I would love to be able to learn more about. It has always been a dream of mine to be able to publish a book. Even as a young child, I would think deeply about what it would be like to have my name out there in the world. Not only that, I want people to be able to read my stories, to learn about the characters that mean so much to me. I plan on majoring in psychology, and minoring in creative writing once I am in college. I hope to be able to write in my free time, and hopefully have the ability to publish a story about my experience in the psychological field. By furthering my education, I would be able to successfully fulfill this dream. I would have enough knowledge to get my stories out into the world.