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My Dream Life

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Ever since the very beginning of my life, it feels as if everything has always been surreal. My dreams and goals all took a long time to come together but they were definitely worth the wait; everything started to take shape during my first few breaths. Thirty minutes later into being born a day early, I was born to my mother, delivered by more than seven doctors, across the street from what is now my dream college. I was what both my parents enjoy to mention as much as possible, a very difficult child ever since birth; as I had independently decided I would rather be different and special, and I came out sideways. Which, due to my ingenious acts my mother who was surrounded by doctors, was in the best hands.
When I was a kid, I dreamed of becoming someone that my mother would now days deem as an irrational and unachievable perception of a person. But regardless, my friends and I still pretended to live as if everything came easily to us; making dreams and promises that we could never live up to meet. Yet once I got older, to the age of ten and or eleven where my newly found dream changed to owning a bakery; that I would then inspirationally and ever so badly name it after my one and only childhood companions, my fat orange tabby cat named Percy. I knew everything about my orange cats bakery, to the interior, how I'd achieve getting the small bakery, to the degrees (business and a culinary degree) I must obtain to be as successful as humanly possible. My mother, at

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