I Want to Be a Good Person, Someone That When I Walk Into a Room People Are Happy to See Me

I want to be a good person, someone that when I walk into a room, people are happy to see me.

I want to surround myself with good people, people who go to church rather than go to clubs. People who get you to do community work, instead of do drugs.

I want to have a family someday, but not be another stereotypical parent; I want to be an individual, unique.

I want to learn about other cultures and languages, to experience the warm sun in Italy and the architecture in the Kremlin.

I want to have a job that people don’t laugh at, that experiences hardship and that helps people, even if they don’t realize or even care.

I want to brighten people’s days and make them feel better, even if it’s at my own expense.

I want to be someone that people can count on, someone people want to see, not just another burden that people have to put up with.

I want to live a life not in sin, to go to church with my family and friends, and to pray with all of them.

I want to be surrounded by people I love, but have sometime alone.

I want to play nerdy video games, play trombone, and wear band shirts.

I want to look back on my life when I’m old and be proud, not remorseful, worrisome, regretful, wondering how things could have been.

When I die, I want to stand next to God in His eternal blessing, not in Satan’s grasp surrounded by fire.

I want to be able to stare at Death and simply smile and wave him over.

I do not want to be afraid of life in general; I want to go everywhere, talk to someone, and be able to make fun of both of our cultures and views.