I like ice cream and how it melts so fast in my mouth and I
can taste its sweetness. It is so fresh and freezing it
burns my tongue. Chocolate ice cream is the best... you can
smell it from 100 miles, and it looks so brown, rich and
yummy you can feel it in your mouth without even opening it.
I also like different flavours together supplying the
chocolate ice cream even a richer content. I can look at it
for hours, changing colours, getting softer and smoother and
warmer and then just suddenly put lots of it in my mouth and
hold it there for as long as I can. And while I do that I
can bless the man that brought ice cream to life and
introduced me to such a brilliantly delicious product. I do
that again and again and again until I'm so full I can die.
Most of all, I like the way it makes me so happy from inside
and I can forget about everything because of the joy.

I love watching the Bold and the Beautiful because everyday
when I come from school I know I don't have to do anything
until I've seen it and only after that I can worry about my
other problems. I watch it because of the characters and the
American accent. The story line is so unrealistic I can die
laughing, the actors can't act but they think they can and
sometimes its impossible to tell if you're suppose to cry or
laugh so I just do both. The characters' miserable lives
comfort me and I just escape into their troubles leaving
mine behind.

I like having a long shower. The water is so soft and
comforting making you hot or cold, as you wish. It makes a
really pleasant sound when it hits the floor so regularly
and relaxing. It is that private time when I can think about
anything or if I wish, I can forget everything and just wash
away all the dirt and thoughts I picked up during the day.

I like reading books, going through the pages, touching
sacred words that make a story, that make someone's life. I
like leaving this world for an adventure, for a more
interesting world. I own a new identity, a new life,
personality, ideas and I'm in a different time and place.
It's new, it's different, it's exciting. I live for the
characters, I laugh for them and I cry for them, I feel
their pain and I appreciate their luck. The smell of the old
books reminds me how strange it is that a novel written so
long ago can still make me cry today. It helps me,
sometimes, to cry for someone else. I can stop concentrating
on MY problems and what bothers ME.

I like my friends. Knowing that they are called "my friends"
for a reason satisfies me. I chose them and they are mine
and they make me smile and laugh and cry and they trust me
and I trust them and I can hug them whenever I'm down or
alone. They are always happy and around and they love
helping at all times because that's what real friends do. I
can always talk to them when something bothers me and I love
them like sisters and they smell like mothers and hug like
mothers and they look after me. Sometimes they hate me
because I do the wrong things but that's what I love them
for. I know they will stop me from doing wrong things
because they care about me. I love the way I can never
surprise them because I know them so well. I know that
they're here to make me optimistic and forget all the bad
things in my life.

I like going on a plane. I get very nervous when it starts
moving, feeling warm and cold at the same time. Holding my
dad's hand comforts me but I'm still scared. I close my eyes
and realise I'm flying and then looking out of the window, I
can see the city left behind, we're flying into the sky,
softly touching the clouds. A feeling of freedom and a new
start occupies me. An emotion of sadness and excitement
together is what my heart feels. My past is all left at home
but I know I have something new that is waiting for me out
there in the coming future and I'm looking forward to it.
Finally, I have an opportunity to see new things and start a
new page with nothing to worry about.

I like crying and just let all the anger and the thoughts
burst out and just cry and cry and cry until I have no tears
left in my eyes. And my nose and eyes are big and red and I
look like a clown. I love the way all the problems finally
come out and I can just scream at everyone until I calm down
and I don't even need a good explanation for that.
But I also hate crying, because when I calm down, I still
have to face my life and all the troubles I was running away
from, until I couldn't take it anymore.