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The Stuff that Dreams Are Made of

I have a dream.

Big, huge!

I am going to go to college to get my Masters in Creative Writing. Where I am I going to go? Possibly somewhere in Georgia, possibly somewhere in New York. Where am I hoping to go? NYU. It’s the school I always wanted to go to, but then we moved to Georgia when I was sixteen so I had to change dreams. But now that I am old enough, I want to go for it. I want to try and get that dream back and pursue what I want in life. Continue reading “The Stuff that Dreams Are Made of”

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What’s Next?

When you are eighteen, fresh out of high school you think you have everything planned out. Or you have nothing planned out and can’t wait to start making plans. Well, I was the one that thought I knew everything. I was going to get my degree in English, become a writer, writing amazing bestseller books or become an editor for a publishing company or newspaper. Oh, if only I could meet eighteen-year-old me. I would laugh right in her face a shake her out of her stupidity.

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