Essay on My Secret

When I was nine years old, I started my first true secret. When someone tells it to you and you leave it to yourself, I am not talking - I am happy as when you see something you know, or something someone does not know. My secret took place on a fish lake

The summer trip where my family moved to a small natural lake was ceremoniously hidden in Trinity Alps south of the Hoopa Valley Indian Reservation. This is an event, it happens once a year, we seem only for this trip.

As a result, I spent a lot of time on vacation, through the forest and campground, by the lake, and all the way. I do not know the reason why my parents understand the necessity of my loneliness, but my mother did not notice when I left this long time. When I come back, she understands that our eyes will set in the shortest moment. This seems to be enough for us two people.

My ninth summer was the second visit to the lake. There is a small general store at the intersection of Passage and Highway 91, and it is a 20-minute walk from the campground. My trip often takes me to the shop, sometimes buy candy or baseball cards, sometimes sits on the stairs and drinks a cola. The owner is a fleshy female, and her age seems to be immeasurable. Her hair is black, but she has dark gray stripes around her eyes and millions of small wrinkles It is soft and reliable brown.

One day I met him when I was sitting on a dusty pouch in a shop on a hot day. I partially noticed that summer insects were lazy in my ears and a halfway radio was floating from the store. I like to sit on a pouch, the sun rises high, like a small river where I can not go anywhere, I will make my thoughts slow and happy.

I am a strange deep girl. Jerky skin. Funny. 90 pounds, small chest, waist. My secret is piled up in my body. My childhood secret. This is the secret of the past two years when I "dated" with older men. The secret quieted me and intertwined in a way I could not understand. The secret hidden in my body

My secret is to keep you confidential and know that you know it. My secret is never kept secret, so I violated your trust. When everything I did was secret, the breathing air became increasingly heavy, the taste of food became a little dim, and the flash of my eyes began to disappear. I already saw it, I lived, and the secret is my whole experience. I shared my secret with others. I broke your trust and beat your promise. My secret is outrageous. In retrospect, it starts with you. I did not mean to let you find your way, but it did not help. When the secret is as big as mine, it has its own way of escaping from prison. Here is a hint, where all the secrets are getting closer and closer freely towards his own death. That secret is the most despicable creature that exists. If the secret disappears, it will be something else. The secret is the truth

The secret is that it can not be kept secret forever. The secret that always exists is very rare. Once a secret is shared, it is actually not under its own control. The desire to share secrets. They burn in our stomach and control our emotions. The secret of our tongue is waiting to jump into the world. My secret is to keep you confidential and know that you know it. My secret is never kept secret, so I violated your trust. When everything I did was secret, the breathing air became increasingly heavy, the taste of food became a little dim, and the flash of my eyes began to disappear. I already saw it, I already lived, the secret is my whole experience.