Life is like... -Tien Hoang

Life is like your favorite song. You love the song. Most people like the chorus the most. Some like the verses the most. The part you love the most in the song is the thing you love most in your life. Sometimes you just love the song so much you will listen to it over and over non-stop. Sometimes you’ve heard the song so much that you know all the words to the song just like you are familiar to the bad things that have happened to you. Sometimes you are so sick of the song and just have to change it to a different song and you wish you never turned it on, this is what you think would never happened just happened. You like the whole song but there are little flaws and you wished they could’ve done something to change it. Those would be the regrets in your life. The flaws on the song are the flaws in your life.
This was one of the times I wish never happened. We were all going on vacation at Yellowstone and that was when two of my uncles, one of my two cousins, and one of my aunts died on the way to the vacation hotel/apartment. It was like someone played a really crappy remix of the song on the radio. It was the most horrible time in my life. I wish I never turned on the song.
Life is also like a cartoon. You love the witty little Bugs Bunny, or the clever Wile E. Coyote. Wile E. always fails but Bugsy always succeeds. Wile E. is the bad side of your life, all the times you have failed and regretted because you blew of you butt or you got wacked on the head with an anvil. When you get hit with an anvil or get blown up, those are all the bad times in life. Bugsy is the good side of life. The good times are when you find a carrot or you have finally got rid of that annoying hunter that isn’t good at shooting. All the times you have succeeded and felt good about yourself is when Bugsy took over your body. The neutral part of you is Porky the pig. Porky can never pick a side and he always stutters. You usually stutter when you can’t pick a side.
Life is also like a Ferris Wheel. The Wheel never stops. It keeps going ‘round and ‘round. All the bad times are when your seat gets ruined cause some little boy spilled his ice cream on the seat or when the wheel gets stuck like when you are at the top. All the good times are when you have nice, gentle, people in your seats. They respect the Ferris Wheel and like the Ferris Wheel. They think of it as a joy in their life. Like how some people can’t live without their favorite ride, some people can’t live without their friends and family. Life is like a Song, Cartoon, and a Ferris Wheel.