I am the bulgy sticky gum under desk seats.The fresh awkward smell of dry erase markers. Or markings with pencil on paper. And the boredom in children's faces. Oh I am many places. I am midnight movies, staying up late at night. Such as midnight meat train, that gave me a fright. The screams and shrieks of terrified victims,Becomes reality for me. As if I'm with them. I am the creative activity in a painting.The emotional expression put in a masterpiece. I am the swift movement of a paint brush. Or the uncontrollable flow of a pencil in a rush. I am the sparkle of snow, that one perfect snowflake. You'ld know when this day had come. Because its the same time Saint Nick arrived. Yes I am the joyful time of noel.