"I wanna be a doctor!"
"I wanna be a nurse!"
"I'm gonna be the best teacher there is!"
"You know what? I'm gonna be an idol one day."
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Dreams..
..all of us can dream..
"This place is pretty good," I said as I walked down the spiral staircase. An explosion of colors was displayed right in front of my eyes. It was as if I was in an Alice in wonderland doll house or something.
Not all of us have dreams though..
I was faced with a huge door. It was probably the entrance. It was slightly open. Opposite to it was a much smaller door.
Maybe I was right. Maybe this is one of those Alice in Wonderland shit.
..But not all dreams can work out, right?
Beside me was a round table.
It was cute. Painted pink and yellow with white ribbon seams on the side.
I was expecting a cake with a note saying "Eat Me" attatched to it.
Espescially mine..
Instead I was greeted with a notepad. With a sticky note stuck on the front.
There was nothing written on it. Except a few numbers and a few writings in a language I cannot understand.
"970109
열지 마십시오."
Because in some point in our life..
I opened the notepad.
There was a line drawn on the first page.
Then a slightly bigger line on the second page.
The size of the line slightly grew bigger as i flipped each page...
..only to find out that they arent just lines.
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Reverie
Fantasy"Do you think that your dreams can come true?" "Maybe, but at a certain price." -- ©swaegsthetic- stories 2016