Hi Guys! This past week, I have been sorting through old folders and files, trying to clean out my flash drive and I stumbled upon a bunch of old writing. I read this one and thought it was pretty good. It was from my English class when I was a freshman. Hope you like it! (And if you don't like it, don't tell me. This essay has little bits of my heart woven into it.) ~Julie ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's Okay to Cry by Julie Ackerson Purple skies of rain drenched my sorrowful soul as I watched the casket being lowered into the ground. The tightly woven tension crept through the chill morning air, threatening my ability to stay strong. Don't cry Julie, don't cry. I listened to the people who spoke and held my tears through the whole program. I looked around me and a tear began to arise in my eyes. I could no longer hold it. The single tear slid down my face. I