As I quietly sit here in my bedroom floor I have been noticing the sound of wind knocking on my window. I look up to see who it is, and find no one but the wind passing by. My pear tree which sits on my front yard had let go of all the fruits once it possed and it's leaf had lost all its color of youth. Alreay fall? I asked my self but what have I been doing for last nine month? and the answer was.....nothing. I am alreay twenty and going to become 21 next May and the feeling I get by murmuring my own age leaves nothing but sorrow and emptiness in my stomach. For twenty years ,I was given,by God,the Joy and the Glory of Life. lI have many many years left in my life(hopfully) and I would like to live in a way that when I look back, I would't have any regrets.