Ever since i was 5 basketball was a big part of my life. I loved the game. Everything about it from the feel of the ball to the sound the net made when the ball fell through the net. It was mesmerizing. I played every day by myself, sometimes I'd even skip a meal or run till i puked because nothing felt better than when I was on that court. It was my first dream, and i got lazy, let it all just slip away. I gave into the pressure. Then one day i woke up and felt all alone, which is what I'd become accustomed to, but that morning i woke up and grabbed my ball and started walking. I wound up on that basketball court because its where I've always felt safest. So now I think I'll give this dream one more chance. The money is a big motivated and the fame don't matter. The most important part is how i feel when i'm on that court, how the money I make can help the people in my life who matter.
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What's your dream?
عشوائيthese following writings are my dreams. all of them. in the comments write what you think and write what your own are. i'd love to hear them.
