Has the Sun Really Gone Down On Summer?

I wake up one more time to the sun, shining in my window; the warm sun fills great on my skin. I sit up, and put my glasses on, and look around my room one more time. This will be the last time for a couple of months that I can do this, this being waking up to the sun. Tomorrow will be the first wake-up call of my mom and dad during the sunless hours of morning.

I get up, get dressed, and make my bed. I can smell food in the kitchen. I walk to the delicious aroma of pancakes, eggs, toast, and milk, full of energy from my amazing night. Tomorrow won’t be like that. I remember the feelings of tired mornings, where you slowly cook a frozen waffle from the freezer.

I now put in my contacts, and my vision is even better. I start to play with my family, doing many things like board games, computer games, video games, and I’m having a blast while doing so, until I remember the next day is getter closer and closer. I then tell myself to make the best of this last day, and to have fun doing so.

My last can of soup for a while puts a bummer on the day. Still, the creamy chicken noodle soup tastes pretty good! Dinner comes around, and it’s something quick and easy to get us use to being quick in the mornings. A TV dinner that you warm in the microwave turns out to be pretty quick, and we continue to watch TV for a little bit after.

I look outside, and realize that the inevitable has comes. The sun is starting to go down behind the mountains, and there was a beautiful sunset of reds, yellows, and oranges that was all over the sky! It was gorgeous and pretty, and made my day that much better.

It was at that time that I realized something. Had the sun really gone down on my summer, or was there still more days of fun with my friends at school? Was I really going to wish it was still summertime, or was I doing to make the most of what was going on at that time? Was school really going to be a problem for the next few months, or was it going to be something new and exciting?

I think only time can tell on something like this, and soon it was time for bed. The sky was dark, but it was a cloudless night, and the moon shown bright. With contacts back out, with pajamas put on, with showers done, and the lights out, I realized that there was always next summer. There is another year of opportunities that I could pursue ahead of me, and after a while, I’d get another summer. The sun may seem to be going down on summer, but really the sun would shine a new day of friends, and fun times. It was something different, something enjoyable, and I realized at that point that summer would shine again soon.

How Did Tyler Rowley Learn to Write?

I, Tyler Rowley, have become a fairly good writer, in my opinion, and have worked hard to get to the point that I am at now. It didn’t matter if it was school work, personal writing, or even a journal, there have been many things that have happened to me that changed me into the writer I am today. As we continue to read in these writing today, I hope that we can learn from what has happened, and remember them for some time to come!


Let’s start with my friends. Friends are people who will never bring you down, but will always bring you up! That is true in friendships, gaming, talk, and even writing! They are the kind of people that always give you the support you need to keep going, and to never give up. This is true for me, at least. My friends have, as far as I have known, always been there to support me. They help me, they give you constructive criticism, and continue to give suggestions until you have something that you love, and every else likes. Friends are a very important thing when it comes to writing!


Let’s move on to my family. I have learned always there to support you, and they are always there to help you improve your stories, much like friends do! They also just want you to do your best, and they will always be happy with what you have written. I have realized that for me, they’re happy with what I have written in the past, as far as I know, and I’m sure I’ll also be supported in the future. My brother is just one example of someone who has made quite a difference in my life and how I write.


When I was about 8 or so I would write one or two page stories that had meaning to them. One story I had wrote a story about a man who was driving down the road of a street in his car. Being careless, he dropped a peanut onto the floor of his car. When he tried to reach down and pick it up, he drove off the road and crashed. That driver was not very happy at all, as you can well imagine. The moral of the story was to not crash while driving, which is kind of obvious now, but meant something to me then.


I made my brother read this story, because I thought it was amazing. He said something along the lines of “Good job, that’s pretty good.” To me, back then, those were words of success; they were words of someone who supported me enough to make me fill like the story was important. It is those kinds of things that help, or at least help when you are younger!


I found that I have a way of writing, and a process that I usually follow when I write. I personally sit down at my computer with things jotted down on a paper, and things put together a little bit in my head, and write what I can write about. While I’m typing, I’ll edit and expand on things that come to me right then. I later, usually the next day, would read through the whole thing again and make some changes to it. I will always use a spell checking program because of my terrible spelling. After it is all typed up, I almost always think that it has turned out great! One great reason for this is that I made it, which is why I decided to write it the way I wrote it! But at least I’m proud of my work!


Another thing I have noticed is that I have gotten better at writing over time! From learning the Alphabet when I was very young, to short stories when I was a little younger. I have realized that I have come a very long way, and fill that I have wrote quite great today!


One final reason is that I have used text messaging before, which turned out to help me quite a lot. It helped me because I was forced to learn how to spell certain words. Without the correct spelling, the word I wanted to write in my text wouldn’t come up on the screen. The spell checker programs have also has helped me because it would not be able to guess the correct word, unless it was very close to the correct spelling.


I am proud of how far I have come in learning to write. Without this knowledge of writing, I’m sure I would not be in the same spot I am right now. Some places I can think of are some of the many honor classes I am in. I have learned so much, and I’m proud of the personal progress that I’ve made. I may not be the best at writing, and sometimes I’m not even better that people who are younger than me. When it is all said and done, I personally sure have learned to be better at writing, and that is all that matters to me.