Meet Alexandra
Before I knew who I was, I knew I was a writer.
I’ve written in a diary since I was in the second grade, filling pages faster than I could read them. Stories, secrets, and daydreams poured out of me, each word a puzzle piece of who I was becoming. Writing was the one constant, my strongest confidant, my way of shaping a world when the real one felt too uncertain.
As I grew, I found more passions. Running, music, and watching films, each giving me an electric rush of creativity. But each leads me back to my foundation. Each, in its own way, allows me to inspire new stories, creating magic within my mind. But none of them replaced the totality, the wholeness, that writing gave me.
Looking back on the scribbled handwriting of my childhood always makes me smile. The random adventures placed between coloring pages and diary entries ignite a flame inside of me to keep writing, to keep telling stories. Whether they’re mine or someone else’s, stories deserve to be told.
As I prepare for my future, I will continue to tell them. I will continue to listen, react, and shape my thoughts into something worth sharing. There will always be so much to learn, so much to experience, and always someone to write about it afterward.