Dreams. Hopes. Wants. Needs. All are pointless. All are fictional. Why should you want something when you know that you cannot receive it? Why should you dream for something when the real life is passing before you.
Wake up! Get up! The sun is setting. It is over and you spent your life dreaming! Such a waste. Such a waste of breath. You were born and raised to better this world. To go to school. To go to work. To bring money and fame to this family. You were conceived to get us out of trouble. To secure us. To bring us security.
But instead you dream. You hope of a better tomorrow, but you don’t work for it. There is no such thing. You are stuck here in this life just like I am. Do you not think that if life was so easy, everyone else would too have a better time breathing? Living?
But they want a better world. They want money and fame. They want out of trouble. They want security. Are those not dreams? Are those not hopes? wants? needs?
Thomas Hickory
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The Chronicles of Thomas Hickory
Genç KurguThomas Hickory is an average high school student dealing with lack of sleep, hard classes, crushes, and the hardships of Driver's Ed. Join him as he journalizes his life for the world to see.
