I started to lose hope, thinking I had only dreamed about this mystical place, but then I felt it around my neck, the necklace. The white flower, proudly hanging on my chest, proved me the opposit. It had been real. I had spent the night singing with the crowd, running accross the city and dancing in Lewis's arms. Yes, my parents were still fighting, yes I still had to walk back home everyday and yes, I was miserable. But at that moment, I was happy. I had discovered a place where I belong, where I could flourish. And among this mess, I smiled, knowing I had found my own way to happiness and I could find my way back.
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Journey
FantasyArianne and I decided to write a kid's book as our school project c: Enjoy reading our little journey xx
