How to Kill a Dream in 3 Steps or Less...

How to Kill a Dream in 3 Steps or Less...

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Is there an unfulfilled desire that you keep hidden in the deep, dark recesses of your heart? Your one day dream... I wonder how many people come to the end of their life with that dream still unfulfilled? Whoa, what a depro intro. But reader, I want you to feel the tension I feel when I write about this. Don't get me wrong, some dreams should probably never see the light of day. Tik Tok is evidence of this. Some people should never be dancers, some should never sing, some should never write. At least not publicly. Some of these pursuits are better left to showers and bedrooms and diaries. That doesn't mean we can't do it, or shouldn't do it. In fact, I would hazard to say that every person should give that lurking dream a good chance at life. Even if it's just to say: "I tried, I failed, and in failing I discovered something new about myself. Now on to the next dream..."
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It is four in the morning, and I cannot sleep, I cannot stop thinking. I want to close my eyes and go back to that day before everything changed. Before society forced me into this mould. They all want me to be this strong leader, the chosen one who will unite the world and rule like my family has for centuries. But that's not me. I am supposedly lucky, a genetic lottery winner, born with a silver spoon, money, fame, and power. They do not understand the pressure and the responsibility of carrying an entire nation. No matter what choice I make, I end up hurting someone. They all look up at me excepting something from me, something I'm not. I wish I could go back. Back to when I was just a kid lying on the grass with my friends. My real friends. The ones I was never supposed to have. They aren't royal or noble. They aren't even rich, just a servants daughter and a low born boy. But even they have changed, I'm no longer just Alex to them, I'm your highness.

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