I just don’t know what to write on this blank page. I have been staring at it for five minutes now trying to find something to write about. Should I write about my friends or my brother and sister? Maybe I will write about the sun today, or the sky and the birds. I just don’t know what to write today. Maybe I could make a story with wizards and goblins, or maybe a sweet one with castles and princes. I just don’t know how I could fill this blank page. I could doodle and draw my whole page away, or fill it with words making a story or poem. I jut don’t know how I filled half the page. Five minutes have gone by and it’s almost all full. My hand will start cramping or my pen may die, and that could be the end. I just don’t know where my blank page has gone. It is hidden under writings of letters and words. I just don’t know where my blank page has gone. Is it one wasted page, or something you will find fun? I just don’t know where my blank page has gone.
April 8, 2011