Harry Pears

Today has gone so fast. This half term week has gone ever faster. In fact, this entire year has gone so fast. I remember seeing in the new year so vividly.

The days are whizzing by so quikcly; too quickly. It seems as though there is now not enough time to do things; not enough hours in the day.

Long gone are the days when I would have time to watch television, go swimming, play outside, and then be back in time for lunch. Everything now seems to be done in no real time; it seems like there is no extra time than necessary. No time to think about what is being done, or too look back on what is done. Things are just done. Like that.

We as teenagers seem to constantly have nothing to do, but in fact, we have no time to do anything else. The school week goes by just like that, and then the weekend arrives, and the weekend is not long enough to do all the work required, and then extra.

Time is a precious thing; far too precious to be wasting how many of us do. It should be there to be made the most of. Not just for fun, but for education, entertainment, relaxation. All of these things which seem to be lacking from many lives.

And the only reason I wrote this was because I was bored; I had free time.