By my order, this week is decreed The Week of Blog Tags, in which I shall gift you with a blog tag each day (in an attempt to finish all the ones I have been tagged for). Therefore, I shall not tag anyone, else there be a multitude of tags. If you wish to be tagged, you are! Thus ends the decree.
Kellyn Roth from Reveries tagged me for this ages ago (thanks, Kell!), and I’ve finally gotten around it! To simplify things, I’m going to make all of them girls (because that’s easier for me haha) and I’m kind of describing them how I see them in my mind, and not as people, because I have this weird pictures in my head of them. Anyhow, enjoy!
Thank the person who tagged you.
Describe each day of the week as if it was a person.
Tag as many people as you like.
She is still and quiet, the perfect example of “seen but not heard”. Her dark eyes stare through the black and white photograph, hands folded neatly in her lap. Her thoughts are kept hidden behind a perfect poker face, and no one sees her tears.
She skips along the beach, collecting seashells and splashing through the water in a turquoise swimsuit. Her short blond hair is curled and bounces as she runs, looking for her next new adventure, giggling and laughing all the way.
She is a dreamy girl, with two chestnut braids falling across her back. She walks through a field in her frock and bonnet, staring at everything around her–from the bright sun above to the tiny purple flowers that grow among the grass. She imagines up a whole new world while she walks, and a soft smile plays across her lips.
She is older than the others, a young woman with dark eyes that hold so much knowledge. She is found studying a book, midnight colored hair falling over her face as she lays her chin in her hand. Though the world moves on around her, she stays in that moment, wrapped up in the words that tell the story of life.
She is always making new friends and waving to people in the school hallways. She may not dress in popular fashion, preferring a T-shirt and blue jeans, hair pulled back in a ponytail, but you’ll never see a prettier smile. The sun rises when she enters a room and when she leaves, others wish to following, like flowers following the sun’s path.
She wishes she could be someone she isn’t, and spends her time acting in plays and musicals. When she is another character it seems like the only time she can escape from her life. It makes her forget the pain, lets her pretend it never happened.
She is a quiet little girl, with fingers soft as flower petals. She can’t resist helping a fallen baby bird or begging her mother to buy one of the kittens the neighbor is selling. Whenever there is someone who needs help, she’ll be there to do her best, even when that isn’t quite enough.
Remember, since this is the Week of Blog Tags, if you want to be tagged, you are! (Or if you don’t want to be tagged, you’re not. Do as you wish.
*rolls down a giant hill*)