Dear Shay,
Many people told me dreams are meant for sleeping, when I was young. I didn't understand what they said until I was much, much older.
People dream of being successful, of being famous, being popular, being loved, being an enigma. And what they wake up, there's always something that happens that makes you want to stop dreaming and start facing reality.
But nobody dreams of being abused, or insulted, or neglected, or isolated, or unwanted. Nobody dreams of being poor, hungry and desperate. Nobody dreams of the negative things, because they want the good things in life. They've got to realise that, they can't have it all.
I used to dream, once. I dreamed of wealth and happiness and love and all things right with the world. Then the dark, angry cloud came pouring down on my dreams and washed them away in an angry flood.
You made me dream again, Shay. You gave me another dream to hold on to, and that was to live.
Yours always,
Kimmy K.
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