The First Time

Everything in this life has a first time and for every first time comes its own uniqueness. A first time to something means doing something one's never done before. it could hold either a good or bad memory. it's all in your hands. it means taking a risk, not sure whether it would turn out good or bad. it means placing yourself as a victim or a victor. it means it could turn out to be a learning experience or an opinion to share with others. A first time, it could be a scary moment and also a very happy moment. the most confusing time in one's life. Truly, a first time is a special time but could also be a regrettable moment. Everyone has a first time to everything in their lives. The first time to walk, to run, to play, to read, to write, to talk, to have friends, to love. Everything carries a beautiful memory and one thing we all hope for is to have a beautiful first time. So therefore, to those that are yet to try their first time to something, when the time's right, go for it. take the risk because you now you'll learn something beautiful from it. Don't be scared to try it because it's a moment that would tell the difference in you. if you're walking for the first time, take that step, lift those legs. if you're running for the first time, brace yourself because you know you can do it. it you read for the first time, read with all joy and without fear because you know within you that you can do it. if you write for the first time, lift your fingers with joy and move them gracefully. if you talk for the first time, do it without being nervous, do it because you know you can. if you make friends for the first time, let them see that boldness in you. and if you're in love for the first time, love well. love without doubts or fear. love with your heart. don't be scared but at the same time be wise. Enjoy every moment of it because you never can tell. Make your first time. The ball's in your court.

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