An Introduction

Evangeline is my name.

I think the color red is enchanting. I have a curious love of both umbrellas and red shoes. Mannequins frighten me. 

I want to be known when I grow up. Not necessarily by the world; not famous. Just known. By someone. Anyone, really. I want to help someone. I want to be known as the girl that everyone wants to be around. Because she's genuine. Because she's good. Because you can tell that she cares. 

I'm not there yet.

I mess up. Everyone does. I tell myself that I'll be better. That I'll make more of an effort. That I'll listen better and work harder and love deeper. It doesn't always work out. I forget and I get distracted. But some days, some days it does work out. Perhaps you can't see it on the outside but I know. I know when there's a difference. I know when I am listening. I know when I am trying my best to be good.

Hopefully, one day other people will know. 

But for now, I will satisfy myself with who I am currently. With dancing and with reading and with writing. Maybe I will discover myself in a dance. Maybe I will meet myself in a book. Maybe I will end up writing my own life. 

We'll see.