I dream of a boat... a boat I enter. It's a quaint little boat... simple and small. I look around the whole surface of it, taking in every detail. And when I look up, I notice that I'm floating away from the dock. The dock disappears from view and the boat stops. I'm alone. It's silent. It's dark. All that can be heard is the rhythm of my breathing and the panic building up inside of me. I am afraid of being alone. I am afraid of what is in that darkness. My breathing gets heavier, deeper. Then... there's a voice. A whisper. "It's all right... don't be afraid, child," I turn to see a woman. She's clothed in all white, her dark hair perfectly set to frame her angelical face. She takes my hand and helps me up. She hands me a book and a pen. "Write yourself out... the story is in your hands," she always says. I always obey and write what happens. Gigantic Mountains appear, Massive ships, Azure seas, cities, forests... anything I write. I go on a new adventure each dream... it's something I dream of doing outside of my dreams when I'm older. I dream of going all over the continents and experiencing everything I can in this short life.
All everyone does in life is go to school to get qualified for a job that you spend most of your life in and by the time you realize you should've lived your life more, you're too old to do some of the stuff you wanted to do. I don't want to be like that, I want to have a job of course, but I also want to travel the world and see all the wonders the world holds... that's my dream.
I have a dream that I look to make come true, do you? What's your dream?
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Dreams and Thoughts of a Teenage Girl
РазноеMost probably don't want to hear it, but if you're reading, you obviously do or you're bored. This book will be filled with my thoughts of the world, my hopes, my dreams, my reality... my story...
