It’s sometimes said that my smile is like sunshine, lighting up my whole face. My positive attitude is like a calm breeze, flowing through the air, as I strive to find the good in all things. My temper is a whirlwind of rain and fog. It comes and goes throughout the day, showering people around me with my negative thoughts I have and negative words that sometimes escape my mouth. My sadness, when revealed, is that of a cold, dark, rainy day. The quietness of the pitter-pattering on a roof top is much like my tears that seep quietly from the corners of my eyes. The howling wind on a stormy night could be me crying out the pain I sometimes have because of past experiences in my life. A cold, bitter sleet storm could easily be seen as my cold heart toward some people who I hesitate to feel sorry for. I lock my feelings away from people, just like the clouds lock the sun away from the world on a cloudy day. Even though I have all these mixed feelings, I usually hide them all behind the same smile that so many compare to sunshine.