A Dream of Mine

Day Dreams

I wokeup unknowing what the day had to offer. I guess thats the excitement this world brings to us. Surprises. That excited feeling of just going with the flow and living life as it is. I for one, love that feeling. I love the thought of what might happen in the future. And it was the same thing every time I would think about it. I think of myself as an actor. Film maker. Making short films for fun. Not for money, or attention, but just for the fun of it. The feedback is nice too...if people like what you made. Thats another great feeling having people love the hard work you put into something. It doesn't have to be film making. Maybe you're into art, or cooking ect. Don't you love the feeling of people loving what you made? Their nice comments and gestures make you feel so happy and warm inside? Thats how I feel everytime I publish a video on my youtube Chanel. When people tell me I made a good video of just me talking to a camera and that they love it, I simply make more. I enjoy it and so do others. It's a perfect fit.

Moving on, I lift myslef off of my bed and walk downstairs. I see my mom making breakfast in the kitchen. She works in an office down in NewYork. We live in Pennsylvania so she travels quite often. She's very hard working, very nice, and very devoted to her work. Unfortunalty, she dosn't believe in what I want to do. She thinks it's juvenile and that I should get a real job like her. I never understood that comment, "real job." I think that whater you enjoy doing should be your job in the future. Cooking, art, video making, cosmetology, whatever it is you have an interest in and are passionate about, do it. Don't hesitate if it's your dream. Sadly, my mom does not think like that. She doesn't like my dream.

"Good morning." I tiredly exclamed.

"Good mornig sweetheart." She responded, smiling, and handing me a plate of pankakes and bacon. I smiled back and continued thinking about my future of making films. I would take a bite of my breakfast, then zone out again thinking either about what camera I would buy and what budget was right for me, to what setting and what genre would my storyline be. I personally love the action and mystery type films. I was just starting to think about what my story would be when my mom interrupted my fantasy. "Day dreaming again?" She questioned, raisning an eyebrow. "Yeah..." I replied, not wanting another lecture for the fifth time this week about how my dream is only distracting me from real life. "Well, get ready for school now, okay? And stop zoning out, you gotta pay attention in school more," She ordered. I nodded my head and walked up stairs after finishing my last bite of bacon. Looking through my closet, I found the perfect outfit for today. A blue sweater with dark blue jeans, black boots, and a gray scarf. The fall season had just begun so I felt that this outfit was appropriate for the weather. I brushed through my long, light brown hair, then covered it with a beanie. Finally, I brushed my teeth and was ready for the bus.

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I wanted to make something that was somewhat related to me. I want to become a director and film maker when I'm older. I'm 13 now with a big dream and hopeful thoughts.

Btw: My mom in real life isn't against my dream of film making. She actually thinks it's right for me and loves that it's my specialty. So this story is somewhat related to me and in some ways not.

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