WRITINGACTIVITY 5:LITITUP CREATIVE WRITING

Seth is wondrous and adventurous. He finds inspiration from the swaying trees in the day and starry stars at night. He is the type who likes to see everything from as many perspectives as possible. Seth refuses to look at grass as how it is. When he sees grass, he sees hardworking ants and also questions how many time cats would pee on those hardworking ants. Many would say that Seth is one with the environment that is why he is too emotional for his age sometimes. Some people bear it as an annoyance when Seth become too deep but some people deem it as a blessing; to be able to interpret life, big or small, in Seth’s way.

Seth was taking a stroll on a fine evening in the park nearby his house after his Mathematics tutor. It was a norm for Seth to be one hour late home after his tutor. His mother understand Seth’s wondrous characteristic. So, she allowed Seth to sit in the park for a while after the stressful tutor. Through his ears, he could hear the birds chirping, children’s laughter playing in the nearby playground and rushing steps of those jogging. He could feel the nice subtle evening breeze kissing him on the cheeks and the smell of fresh greeneries greeted his nostrils like an old friend. Somewhere between those scents, he could also smell an awful odor of dogs and cats feces.

It left Seth wondering that evening. What if he could be other thing than what he was at that moment; a human. He imagined himself as a tree. Tall, bright green with connecting branches coming out from his bark. Whenever a wind pass by, he would dance along with it. There shall be no music but Seth would still be a dancing tree. Next, he imagined himself as a tree during winter. He wondered if he would be freezing cold and utterly sad when all the leaves leave him for the ground. He questioned himself on how to stay warm during that winter. If there is snow and no wind, how would he dance to shake the snow of him?

Seth also imagined himself as bright beautiful crystals beneath the ground. Will it bore him to be there until humankind found him? What if the humankind found him? Would he be happy to be cut into half and have his wonderful inside be taken out to bring profit for them? In the meantime, he would also questioned his patience. Can he wait for a week or even a decade until someone dig him out of the dirt? Would he be happy or in vain when somebody found his beautiful pieces of crystal?

Seth opened his eyes and all his questions and what ifs were vanished. He was still a human. A body occupied with limitless curiosity and abundance emotions. He was unsure if he could be other being, would he be able to cry and laugh.