I know it may sound weird, but I’m starting to enjoy school more. I love that I’m surrounded by so many people that are just like me in a way. Growing up, learning lessons; some feel lost, some are in pain, some are just plain happy. I’ve been all of those. I have a weird love for people. There are some people I want to hate, but something holds me back. I can’t help but love them. Even if I don’t necessarily love them physically by saying Hi everyday, I still… love them. I can feel when others hurt. I want to be there for anyone while I still have a chance to make a change. Every inch of this Universe is claimed by God and counterclaimed by Satan, and we can’t sit around and watch the war happen.