My Handprints

Every day, every second we are getting closer to our deaths. Whether it be tomorrow, or in a hundred years, I want to make an impact on the future generations. I want to make an impact on the whole world.

Though I've only lived 13 years in this world, I have learned so much from all of the little experiences and memories I've made.

And one of them, the most important and crucial life lesson that I will keep until the end of my life, is to live and not to be alive. Just being alive is the stereotypical person today. Sitting at a computer drowning in youtube.

But actually living is impacting the others around you innovatively. Changing other's future and changing the present. Creating a new world of possibilities. 

That's what is called living.

I have already lost my grandfather, and when I heard that my music teacher's daughter had cancer, I was heart stricken. We die so quickly. Suddenly. It disrupts our lives, but then it goes back to normal. There's still a hole in your heart. A dull vibrating ache. I know she's okay now. She's alive. But I still can't help but feel uncomfortable. 

It makes all the bad thoughts jump into my head.

What if I die tomorrow? What if I get cancer? What if someone murders me?

But I know that I'm not scared of death.

I'm scared of not living.

I'm scared of being tortured into oblivion, knowing that I will simply be gone. There will be nothing left to remember me by except for that lonely computer down the hall that I typed for hours on.

I want to make someone happy. I want to forge a dream for someone. I want to change someone's life.

And although this wasn't a huge experience, it still impacted my life in indescribable ways. Ever since moving, ever since I realized my childhood was going to end in five more years, ever since I realized that death is real, I learned that I needed to start living. I needed to have my handprint of change on this world.

And I won't stop until I know that I've made someone's life the best it could be.