Who are you, what do you love, and What does creativity mean to you?
I have always been unique. Since I was a child, I have not acted, nor physically appeared as a “normal” girl. At the age of three, I dressed myself in sparkly, red flats and a cat tail. I played soccer in the mud and rain while wearing a tutu. I didn’t care to form myself to fit into the crowd; I cherished my unique personality. I am also a person of extremely strange circumstances. My sister was born with a changed gene; she is one of three in the world with such condition. With this homelife, I learned many obscure abilities, such as, what my family calls, “The Maggie Lock” and changing dirty diapers. Adulthood was introduced to me very early on, so I’ve grown to become an independent and quite dependable person.
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Although I’ve had somewhat stressful situations in my life and a, at times, crippling anxiety disorder, I’ve learned ways to find tranquility. One thing I know true of myself is that I adore learning new things. Because of this quality, I’ve become cultured in many areas of art, drama, and music. I pushed myself to become an experienced musician. I pushed to be advanced enough to make Chorale, the most accelerated choir in my high school. I taught myself how to play guitar and piano; my efforts paid off, for I was accepted into Chorale. I pushed myself to become a talented actress. The drama department is extremely competitive and full of cliques. I didn’t make the first two shows I auditioned for, and, because of this, I nearly gave up on myself. In the end, I finally made ensemble in a musical, followed by a lead in a play. Finally, the most important thing I have pushed myself to succeed in is art. I began with simple calligraphy and patterns, but my skills, with the help of teachers and peers, have blossomed into something I would have never expected. When my anxiety is acting up, I have a place I can go to. I can enter this world with dark thoughts and exit with a beautiful product.
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Creativity has always been a large part of my life. As I stated earlier, I was not like other children. I always pushed the limits with my appearance, for I’ve had every hair color, from fire-engine red, to purple. During my seventh grade year, I tried to live and dress similarly to everyone else. This cheapened version of myself was not nearly as fun as my authentic self. This season of my life made me realize how bland the world would be if no one had creativity. The world would be stripped of everything good; it would be tasteless. To me, creativity is everything. It is the essential part of my being, and, without it, I am no longer truly me.
