Since I was very young I have made up stories. From playing dress up with my sister, to playing house with my friends, I lived in an alternate reality where everything was perfect. As a kid I also loved to exaggerate and make up stories, I would tell to my friends, to the point where I would believe they were true as well. This continued on even up until now. Whenever things are looking down I like to believe that things will get better. I like to dream about my future. Where I will be in 5, 10, or even 30 years. Although I know it is most likely not going to be true, I love to think that I will live the happily ever after you read about in fairytales. With the beautiful house and kids and a husband. Although these are only dreams, I like to believe that they will come true one day. The myths of my past and the predictions for my future are unverifiable, but I accept and perpetuate them to create happy memories and hope for myself and for my future wherever I may end up.
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