The Dream

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21 of June, Brooklyn

School just ended, it is the time when all teenagers go to college and try to be what they always dreamt of. All the normal parents tell their children to follow their dreams, but my parents think my dream job is ridiculous and probably I will never get the chance to be a fashion designer. My parents want me to be a business woman or a lawyer, basically everything I don't want to be. My dream always was to make chanel clothes and my name appearing on fashion magazines and my clothes, to see Cara Delevigne my favorite model using my art, it will make me the most happier person in the world.

I started seeing some colleges obviously with courses of Fashion Design, because although my parents do not support my choice that is what I always wanted to be since I learnt how to draw I've always would draw dresses, shirts, purses, shoes, EVERYTHING!

Where was I? Oh right my college reasearch. So there I was in my white MacBook searching for good Fashion Design college courses, I was almost giving up until I found the perfect college, St. Louis IV.

"MOM!" I yelled.

"What is going on Spencer?" My mom asked.

"I just found the perfect college for me, now I know you don't want me to follow design, but please just listen" I said, trying to persuade my mom to let me go to that college.

Then I basically told my mom everything about the college. The college has courses of Fashion Design, Modeling, Photography, everything related to fashion. Also some famous people studied there like, Christian Dior and Donatella Versace.

After I told my mom all of this, a miracle happened I actually convinced my mom to go there!

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