Spirit

In folk belief, a spirit is the vital principle or animating force within all living things. But for me, I think a spirit is a person or thing that watches over you. Or even sometimes, it's yourself. My spirit is big, not in a large way but something that matches my personality. My spirit is bizarre, with crazy hair that hurts to brush who loves to read and write. My spirit is resilient no matter what other people say to put me down. My spirit can fly, or at least I like to think it can, I want my spirit to touch the stars and everything beyond them. My spirit is strong, not physically but mentally, my spirit keeps me in check and makes sure I don’t push myself too far. My spirit can yell with the voice of a lion, roaming around its territory. My sprint is who I am, the good and the bad. My sprint is annoying, always talking at the worst times. My spirit is quiet, never raising its hand in class. My spirit likes to read no matter how long they stay up knowing they’ll regret it in the morning.  My spirit uses their own made out words in everyday activities and conversations forgetting their not real words. My spirit gets annoyed easily but just doesn’t always show it. My spirit likes to criticize knowing they can’t do better. A spirit is more than a person looking over you, it's something that describes you. It's your best friend, your spirit is what you hold close to your heart. I love my spirit, and my spirit loves me.