Ashlynne Rose Harkins- The Bold One

(this exercise is happening half because I have been feeling really low, and feel like I need to find the good in myself again. I also am curious to see how you would do this for yourself)

When people first met her, the first thing that they thought of was "what a lively person."
Sometimes this was good, and sometimes this was unfortunate. Because in this world, there are some people who cannot handle so much energy and happiness and boldness permeating from one individual.
And this girl, she was lively. Ashlynne Rose Harkins- and don't forget the Rose, it's her favorite part of her name- was lively. She was one of those people that could walk up to anyone, anyone, and attempt a conversation. She made you feel good about yourself, pointing out your sweater that she liked, or the way you've done your hair, anything like that. It would usually be the reason that she is talking to you in the first place.
She was lovely. Not just that she had a nice attitude, and was kind, and thoughtful. While she was all of those things, she had a way of carrying herself in confidence. She knew that she was a lovely girl, with nice skin, a ready smile and style that she screaming class, but she wasn't cocky about it. She was so comfortable in her own skin.
While she got along with many people, and had a few that she considered true friends that she truly enjoyed spending time with, she reveled in the moments that she could simply be with herself. If she found herself with a spare evening, she typically ended up in a coffee shop writing in her journal. She loved to wallow in the music and the eccentric people and the atmosphere of these underground, odd coffee shops. She loved to simply watch people, try and figure out why they do what they do.
She loved with urgency and not haste, and as if she had never been hurt before. Because she knew that after every bad situation, there is a better one waiting. Why harden your heart when there is someone waiting to claim it?
She loved to tell people what was good about them. And she liked to do it out of blue. She will show up on someone's porch with a handwritten note and some cupcakes, simply because she finds this particular individual to be exceptional in one way or another. She found that often, these people don't even see that attribute in themselves. She thought they deserved to know, to strengthen this part, to touch more people with this goodness that they had.
She loved God. Many people have complex things to say about God, poetry as testimony. But for her, it was a plain proclamation of love. She simply loved God.

The point of this was to make myself seem like someone I would want to meet.
I'm feeling much better :)