Isabel: AI can help us polish, but it shouldn’t silence the rough edges that make our thoughts real.
THE cursor blinks.
Once, that blinking line meant thinking. It was a pause – the space between a thought and the words that might make sense of it.
Writers would sit for minutes, even hours, staring at a blank page, waiting for inspiration to arrive.
That pause was sacred. It was where ideas were born.
Now, it takes only one tap.
“Write me an essay about global warming.”
Enter.
And instantly, the screen fills with perfect paragraphs, written by something that doesn’t even breathe.
I still remember the first time I tried it. The words came faster than I could read them.
Every line sounded polished, every argument strong. For a while, I just stared at the screen in silence.
It was amazing, almost magical. But at the same time, a small part of me felt uneasy.
If this machine can write better than me, then what’s the point of me writing at all?
That quiet question lingers in many classrooms today.
Artificial intelligence (AI) makes writing effortless and thinking optional. It’s convenient, tempting, and dangerously easy to depend on.
Many of us have used it to summarise, polish or generate ideas. But sometimes, without noticing, it starts to take over the very thing it was meant to assist: our minds.
The real danger isn’t that AI will outsmart us; it’s that we might stop wanting to think beyond it.
When I write, my drafts are messy, my ideas clash. Sometimes, I hate what I have written.
But every mistake shapes me into a better thinker. Every failure teaches me something new, not just about writing, but also about myself.
AI can write, but it can’t grow. And maybe that’s the difference.
It can give an answer, but not an understanding. It can sound human, but it will never be one.
It doesn’t pause to remember a feeling, or tremble when writing something deeply personal. It doesn’t wonder who might read its words, or whether they might see themselves in them.
There’s a warmth in human writing that no algorithm can replicate – a pulse that lives between the lines. It’s the quiet hum of thoughts coming alive, the invisible thread between writer and reader.
That’s what makes words powerful: not their perfection, but their connection.
When AI writes, it’s flawless but it’s cold. It misses the cracks, the hesitations, the human touch that turns words into emotions. It can impress, but it can’t connect.
We humans write because we feel. Because behind every story, there’s a heartbeat. Behind every sentence, there’s a soul reaching out, hoping someone out there might understand.
If writing is the art of being human on paper, then what happens when we stop writing?
Maybe we lose more than creativity; we lose connection. We lose the small, fragile bridge between minds that writing builds.
A machine can generate thousands of essays, but it can never capture the trembling hope of someone trying to find their voice.
Our generation stands in a strange in-between – half digital, half human. We scroll through information faster than we can feel it. We rely on machines to think, speak, even dream for us.
But if we forget how to create on our own, we risk becoming spectators of our own minds.
AI should be a tool, not a replacement. It can inspire us, but it shouldn’t define us. It can help us polish, but it shouldn’t silence the rough edges that make our thoughts real.
Because imperfection is not failure; it’s humanity. The typos, the awkward phrasing, the pauses, the rewrites – they all remind us that we are thinking, feeling, growing.
So yes, AI can write an essay in a minute. But it can’t replace curiosity, creativity or courage. It can’t capture the spark that turns thoughts into meaning, or the heartbeat that turns writing into art.
Because intelligence can be built – but a soul has to be written.
Isabel, 14, a student in Johor, is a participant of the BRATs Young Journalist Programme run by The Star’s Newspaper-in-Education (Star-NiE) team. For updates on the BRATs programme, go to facebook.com/niebrats.
