Insecurities

'The Dream'

"Today is the big day, Mandy!" My mom says. "Yeah I know. I just wanna get this over with." I say. I spit out my gum in the downstairs garbage bag to show my disgust. Ever since I was little, my mom said I was gonna be a star. I have a pretty face, and I'm not a horrible singer, but I'm just not used to all the attention a celebrity would have. Today was the day that I auditioned for a new movie called, 'The Dream'. It was about a young boy and an older girl, discover the post-apocalyptic world of Zartran. Their brains can create anything they want in a dream. I was not up for all that drama. I slipped on my black vans from the doorway, and walked outside to my moms car. Me and my mom hopped in and she started up the car. "How far away is this audition place anyways?" I wondered. "About 10 minutes away but I have to stop for gas." My mom cheered. She was way too giddy about this whole "become a star" thing. "Whatever." I looked out the car window wondering when it was gonna be over. All these shrubs and trees and happy little kids passed by me at 60 mph only to see a glimpse of who or what they were. In those few seconds though I did see a little girl just sitting on a swing and her parents weren't near her. She was just sitting there hands covering her face, I'm assuming crying. She sat there knowing the swings potential, but didn't use it. She knew it somehow might cheer her up but she knew you cannot rely on anything but yourself to drag you out of your misery. So on she stayed crying, with no parents to support, and no swing to use. After what seemed like an hour, my mom finally announced we were at the gas station. "Would you like anything Carrie?" My mom questioned. "Sure. Can I have a diet coke?"
"Ok but you have to get it yourself." She said. I made a noise that sounded like a walrus was just interrupted from a year long nap. I slammed the car door and marched over to the store. Then did I just see the worlds most gorgeous thing ever. He had a beautiful light shade of brown hair, with a athletic body, enough to be a football player but not enough to be a quarterback. He was handsome, borderline perfect. And if you looked into his eyes you could be lost forever into the grayish blue abyss. And suddenly, there were gun shots.