The Importance Of Realism In My Life

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Water was moving down on the edge of the bath. Surrounded by thick steam, a girl was sitting in the water, hiding from the real world that was behind the window and dreaming. Water splash - and her thin legs merged to each other, transforming into azure, scaly mermaid tale. The steam became thicker, and then purple whales and giant pink elephant flew above her head. The noise around transformed into the songs of sirens that lured her to join the dream, leaving any troubles behind. Knock on the door and a grouchy voice of her mom ruined the magic of the bathroom, scaring any dream away and leaving the average girl in the average bathroom, “You need to hurry up. Tomorrow is school.” Winced, the girl started to climb out the massive, white bathtub. …show more content…

“It is me,” I would say, hardly remembering that girl who dreamed marvelous dreams in the bathroom and wondering what happened to her. Now, solving homework problems, stressing out about getting into the best university and thinking about where to obtain enough gold for that occupy the majority of my life. Realism replaced dreams; materialism became the synonym of my happiness, and the phrase “Play safe, you’ll be safe” became the quote of my life. There is nothing left from the bright wonder of a little girl who some time ago wished to conquer Hollywood with her artistic skills and become the most famous published writer in the world. Taking risks is dangerous. Dreaming less is better. This lesson I have learned very well during my life. “Who taught me that?” you may ask, and I would applaud for your persistence and the fact that you are still reading it. That is actually an interesting question. Let’s

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