My Personal Dream - Original Writing

How would you feel if someone promised you something, but then changed their mind? If you were told you were safe, but the rug was pulled out from under you? Over a half million teenagers and young adults who illegally immigrated to the United States as minors were recently confronted with this reality. DACA, an act passed during Obama’s term that protected them from deportation, was rescinded by the Trump administration on September 5, 2017. After these people, known as Dreamers, had begun to come out of hiding to legally obtain jobs, attend college, and live without fear of deportation, this rescission suddenly suspended their dreams. Now their future is in the hands of Congress. Although many people would like to eject this group, statistics are in favor of their continuing residence. The Dreamers comprise a diverse and valuable group that deserves to stay in the United States. They are not a threat to the United States, nor a financial burden.

Lucid Dream When resting my head on the pillow, I look for my nightly escape. To drift deeply into subconscious, under the shelter of a starry cape. Into a world that is open, with options not beyond my reach, where possibilities are endless and the mind’s safety is without breach. Wonder to any place desired, with such great ease and zero bounds. Enjoy the magic surroundings and float about in the clouds.

My first job was to dress him then to feed John. Then I put him into

It is very good to have dreams but dreams usually are not tangible. Instead, goals have a good chance to

The author attempts to understand the connotations of colours in the Chinese culture and how it shapes its day-to-day socio-political and economic transactions. The author elucidates and develops the theory of Keane about the transfer of messages in context to the established relationships among the people belonging to specific cultures. The author employs ethnographic research tactics in order to experience and understand the basic connections of the colours with that of the Chinese culture. The main argument of the paper establishes that there could be more complex relationships between the perceptions of colour among diverse cultures across the world. The study precisely focuses on the meanings of the materials to convey the nature of the relationships.

When I wake up, my hand slides down seeking the cool metal of the stock. My fingers brush the colt by my hip, relief rushes through me. In a world like this, you never know when you might need it. The straw of the hay bale I was using as a makeshift bed was scratching my bare arms. It's been two years since the first case was discovered in Amarillo Texas, in the same state as my home. Two years since I lost my Best Friend, my home and my life.

As a child, I was a daydreamer. I loved to imagine myself in fantastic outfits, surrounded by interesting people in a dazzling setting. My thoughts would also often wander at night and I would dream so vividly about these things that it almost felt like I was actually in those amazing places experiencing all the fun. Sometimes I would be a beloved princess of a royal family in some far away land. Other times I would be a spy on a top secret mission to find hidden treasure. When I imagined myself doing such spectacular things like swimming across the ocean or singing in front of a crowded concert hall, I felt like I could do anything. Becoming a dancer was my favorite dream. I could imagine myself twirling around on a stage while dressed up in a beautiful costume. I longed for that dream to come true. In a way, it did.

“Ugh!”, I said as I saw the morning sunrise and the light started to creep out of the blinds and fill the room with warmth.

"You'll never see an object in dream that you haven't seen in your daily life"

Regina had reached her sixteenth week of pregnancy and this was the morning of her second ultrasound. She should have been over the moon with excitement, but for the third morning in a row, she had woken up in a frenzy because of a disturbing dream. Regina was having recurring nightmares about her deceased sister, Zelena, coming back from the dead to steal her daughters. In the dream, Zelena would snatch the baby girls out of Regina’s arms and disappear in cloud of green smoke!

Looking back on that night, it seems more like a dream than a reality. And yet, it must have been real. Dreams don't feel that real. Plus, I still have his flower... Let me explain:

The sudden sound of soft sobs awakened me from my slumber. Slithering my way out of bed, I sauntered over to the formal dining room of our house. Creeping from behind the door, I tuned in to the conversation that was taking place.

Living in the bustling city may not be my dream, but it has its benefits. Shops and other amenities are within walking distance and both Alice and I take full advantage of this. As usual, I have no money in my purse for shopping. Even so, the bright sun invites me to join it outside. With no particular route in mind, I point my feet in one direction and commence walking.

As Jesse Owens once said “We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort”. My dream in life is to be successful and make my parents proud. My dedication in school started in the middle of sophomore year. I had realized that I had screwed up hard and I needed to get on the right track, I was never a bad kid instead I was a lazy kid that had a boring life with a hatred toward school. I was very antisocial and I only talked to a handful of kids throughout freshman and sophomore year. Eventually I had decided that I had to change, this is a story about how dedication and motivation helped to turn my life around and get me interested in school

Ever since my mom gave birth to me and my sister, I was always the one left in her shadows. I’m pretty sure when I came out she didn’t even give me time to cry before she popped out and got all the attention. Even while growing up she would always be the first of us to walk, talk or even be potty trained. Anything I did, any achievement I got during my childhood was always surpassed by my perfect sister, Ari. Ugh. Even to this day she gets all the attention.