This morning I woke up. Like everyother normal human. Except, I didnt want to wake up. I didnt want to be in this world. I hated the stresses of life. But hey who doesnt, right. I wanted to be cought in a dream. Like a coma maybe. No one there to tell me whats right and whats not. Where there is such a thing as love at first sight or happily ever afters. May I please have a fairy godmother to send me to the places in my imagination. I am a 15 year old still dreaming of fairytales and childish rubish. Im not drama queen. Im not a highschool stereotype. I am me. The puerile somebody that no one really knows. Bringing me back to reality my alarm goes off obnoxiously. I put on my I new shirt that has the words "And they lived happily ever after" on it in caligerafy. Hop in my brother's truck and put earbuds in my ears. "I know you, Ive walked with you once upon a dream. I know you the gleam in your eyes are so familiar..." the senile melody humms. Watching the trees fly by in the hot flordian air. Its like reality is chaining me down not allowing me to reach the skys. Taking my joy and pinning it to a harsh life of stress and aggervation.
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fairy tales arent true
ПриключенияCassie Simmons has a normal boring life but one day she gets a note in her locker that changes her and her life forever. Through portals and hidden lands we follow Cassie to find something or someone who has been long lost and forgotten.
