28 March 2016


Over the past few months there has been a huge increase in the number of terror attacks in Europe and across the world.

Today I logged onto Facebook and the first thing I read was "there has been a terrorist attack in Lahore" and it made my heart drop as it does every day now when I read another story about someone who has died to terrorism.

How has this become our world? How can our world be full of so much hate and fear? I should not be afraid to travel the world. The idea of leaving my country in a few months to go on a nice holiday to spain should not leave me terrified. Everywhere you turn there are attacks. We are not safe to live as we wish anymore without this shadow looming over our shoulders everywhere we turn and it is so wrong.

What makes it worse is the fact that we fight back with violence because 'what more can we do but fight' but this is wrong! I am currently reading "I am Malala".  She is such an incredible girl who has inspired so many people and is proof that one, young girl can change the world and just with words and passion and hope.

I am so angry with the terrorists who have dented my precious world, how can killing make any sort of good? How can shooting and bombing resolve any sort of wrong. Hate can never be cured with hate, it can only be cured with love and knowledge.

I don't want to grow up in a world that is tainted by hate. We cannot all be the same, this is a fact of life and I just wish that someone could make the terrorists see that. I don't even know what they're trying to achieve by killing, I literally don't even know what they want. Do they even know what they want? Do the suicide bombers know what they are dying for? Do they know why they are leaving their families behind and destroying hundreds of others? For paradise? For money? For power?

The other night I looked into the sky and saw the first star and closed my eyes and made a wish that it would end. That we could live in peace of this meaningless war. I just want it to end.

6 March 2016

Mothers Day 2016

Hello everyone!
I hope you're having a wonderful day! For my Mother's Day, I had a lovely meal in Bury St Edmunds with my mum and my nan at a really nice restaurant called Ivory

This is the gorgeous drink that I had - it was so nice! Plus, it looks so cool! 
I didn't get a photo of my meal, but I can promise you that it was absoloutely delicious!

Ellie xxxxx

2 March 2016

"When an artist dies, God let's them paint the sky"

"When an artist dies, God let's them paint the sky"

I read this quote on someone's instagram and I thought it was beautiful and it posed several questions in my mind about myself and life generally.

Imagine, if when you die, God gave you a chance to paint the sky, but with only colours that were shades of your personality. What colours would I be given? Would my sky be one that made people stop and stare with wonder? Would my sky go unpassing? Would my sky make people retreat in disgust back into their homes to the blissful hug of a winter fire? What would my sky be?  I think that we pass through our lives with little respect to them, we are given this incredible gift of colour, love, hatred, iphones, meadows, saharan sunsets, puppies, words and so many other things that go unnoticed in this beautiful ideology of life and having a soul. Our lives are a chain of insignificant, fleeting moments, that pass by us like pages of a book, flickering at the speed of light. 

At the end of the day, who we are and the way we act can only affect us. We may as well be kind and have loving hearts. I know that when it's my turn to paint the sky, I want to be able to paint flowing crimson, blossom lilac, mediterranean blue and blackcurrant pink. 

Make your sky beautiful

Ellie xxxx