Once upon a time, there was an enormous ocean, in that ocean lived numerous fishes. One of them, was appreciated and admired by everyone because of her speed of swimming. One day a race took place in that ocean, to see who can swim the fastest. The fish was ofcourse one of the participants. But in the middle of the race she forgot how to swim, now what is a fish who forgot how to swim? Swimming, something she was defined by. Will there be anything ahead of her in life after that turning point?
Now, for general information, my story isn't about any fish (literally) or hopeless romantics, neither it's about ideal families. But if you've ever got your dreams broken, you may find this relatable. I'm Claire Hemsworth and this is a story about my ambitions.
My parental background wasn't something most people will call "healthy". I live with my mom - Marianne Hemsworth - a stock broker. Not bragging, we are rich.
My dad - Peter Rogers, happened to leave us when I was three, to follow his passion for music. Now he lives in Barcelona with his band, we get to see him during the Christmas holidays.
I don't hate my father, neither I love him. He is like any other stranger to me. It was better that he left and didn't pretend to love us when he didn't. I sometimes wonder how it would have been to have a father around, but that thought just comes out of general curiosity not yearning.
But this story isn't about that.
This story is about the times when I just gave my college entrance exams. I worked hell hard for nearly six months. I stopped attending parties, family weddings, I woke up earlier than god and slept after the owls. I practiced questions
after questions. But now exams are over, I can finally have my time for relaxing.
I'm positive about my results though, I've been an A grader since I've been giving exams. and now I'll finally get admission in the college of my dreams.
I wanted to get into "The Prodigy College" since my schoolmates were dreaming about being astronauts or cowboys.
But if the thread of destiny was this untangled, life wouldn't have been such a mess.
Or if I described this story in Markus Zusak's words - "Like other miseries, it begin with apparent happiness."
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