My letter

Dear Mr. Hampton:

It was dark, warm, humid, and 4 am. My cheek was pressed against the window. I could feel the hot tears running down my face, as my eyes lingered on the fading image of the only place I have ever known, my hometown, Mays Landing, NJ. Little did I know that on the morning of July 18,2008, my life would change as I had known it. Sitting in the car I flashed back to the night before. We were at our friend’s house saying goodbye and my friend walked out. The fact of moving had not really hit me yet but when he walked out and said “bye” all the tears that I had been holding back came out. The entire ride to dinner I just cried letting al my pain and anger come out. Little did I know that this was just the start that even now there would be nights that I cry myself to sleep. But I, Erin Norell, was starting a whole new chapter in my life called Morganton, NC. While starting a new life, I would discover new friends and how true my old ones are, my style, and how creative my imagination was.

A year later I am sitting uptown with my friends at Hams, laughing with my friends, and having fun in a place I was determined to hate. I am not going to lie. Starting High School with no friends is horrible and nerve-racking, but as time went on I surrounded myself with new friends, while still keeping up with my old ones. In North Carolina I have met two of the most amazing friends that I will never forget. Gaby Jaynes and Stephanie Norman. Throughout this entire semster they have helped me every step of the way. I don’t know what I would do without them. Gaby is so smart that it is scary sometimes. We call the short 5’1 mathleete, since she is so good at math. If it weren’t for Gaby I don’t know how I would even pass math. Stephanie is the tallest of us all and the best at world history. We have so much fun together, running through malls trying not to get in trouble with cops. Stephanie is the one I can count on for anything. With Gaby and Stephanie I can’t go wrong. Now my best Jersey friends are; Ciera, Liz, and Lauren. Ciera has been with me since 5^th grade. We have gone through everything together. She knows everything about me; every single detail about my life she knows. When I have a problem I go running to her; she is always on my side. When some really bad things were happening to her around 7^thgrade, I was there for her. We are so close I call her my sister. Even though she lives 600 miles away, she is the one I would call if I were in jail, because she would come bail me out. I think it’s truly amazing that I am as close to her as I am far away. Then there is Liz. She is an amazing girl, even though she is at least 5 inches shorter than me she has a way about her that makes her seem like the biggest person in the room. I have known her since 7^thgrade,and since then we have been inseparable. If some one made me cry she will say” who is it I will kill them”. She is the one person you want on your side, because with her you can’t loose. Even though Ciera and Liz live in N.J; they are the two people I will always run to when my world is falling apart. Finally, my true best friend, she is only 5’2, has the same natural hair color as me, and we share dad’s blue eyes, is my baby sister, Lauren. We don’t always get along, we fight constantly, but in the end she is always there for me 24/7 365. Mom tells us that one day we will be tremendously close. I hope so. I want us to be like how we are on our good days, just chilling on my bed, doing our nails, and facial masks, while we watch an “NCIS” marathon. I know one day, when were old, we will laugh and wonder how we even fought over such petty things. Even though she knows exactly how to aggravate me, we are family and I can forgive her for being annoying. I know Lauren will always stand by me. I just hope I can do the same for her. If it weren’t for theses people and, many more, I don’t know how different life would be. All of these people affect my style and me so much without them I just might be a different person.

Ear-shattering music blasting, a glistening runway filled with picture perfect models with lights dancing across the clothes, all ads up to one thing, style, my personal style. For me, fashion is a huge part of my life. Its how I express myself. I can spend hours poring through fashion magazines, looking at the clothes and what’s new or what new trend is in this season. Style is what a drug is to an addict, I love going shopping and running my hands through the rich fabrics and feeling the soft silk on my hands. For me shopping is my high. Most people don’t understand why I would pay $ 300.00 for a purse, but if it is high quality and something that will be a classic and not just a trendy ”now” bag I think it is worth all $300.00. Right now I am really into the whole vintage look; I love raiding my moms clothes from the 80’s, even if I don’t have the guts to wear them to school. Some of my favorite stores are: Urban Outfitters, Delais, and Forever 21. To sum up my “personal style” is a mix of urban, and vintage 80’s, and some Hollister, and American Eagle in there. In the end though, it’s all up to my imagination to what I am going to wear today.

As he looks at her and whispers the three words she is longing to hear “ I love you,”is a perfect ending to a perfect story that only a wild imagination could come up with, and I definitely have a wild imagination. At any time I will just come up with a story in my mind that takes me to a whole new world. When I am bored or just need to escape, I let my mind run free. For example, many times over the summer I had to babysit, and when it was time to tuck the kids in I would tell them a story. It could be about knights in shinning armor, or an alien space war, or even a simple love story. Being able to imagine the impossible is important for me, and it gives me the ability to rewrite my life the way I want it, even if it won’t come true. Having a wild imagination is something I would never give up. My imagination lets me dream of what I will do one day; it helps me realize my life dream and the goals that will get me there.

In the end, my friends, style, and imagination are only a few things that make up my life, there is so much more that I could fill up an entire book, but for now I am focused on the future. My goals for the future are; to get an A in Dr. Smith’s class, go to UNC Chapel Hill, and then go to medical school and then become a doctor. One way or another I am going to achieve each one of my goals. I want my name to go down in history. So right now I am going to focus on the present, so I can make the future happen.

Sincerely,

Erin Norell