00 - Describe a dream you had and how it made you feel.
I suppose I have always felt in someway or another that I was different. Prophecies and all of that aside, I wasn't like the other girls in the orphanage growing up. Some of the girls I know had heard the story of how I came to the orphanage. A man showing up in the middle of the night with me in his arms, claiming that I needed protection. Stories like those are things that little girls long to hear about. It gives them hope in a manner of speaking. That they can pretend that somewhere out there is another man that could care so much for them to make that sort of sacrifice. I clung to that hope for most of my life. That my father had sent me away to protect me, and that some day he would return. Just like in the fairy tales, that he would rescue me and take me away to his home.
It wasn't even that grand of a dream. There was no castle that I thought he lived in, or riches beyond my imagination. It was just a simple notion that I had someone out there watching out for me, or perhaps even searching for me. At night I would try to imagine his face, shutting my eyes tight to trap me in a world that I preferred to the one I was stuck in. I grew tired of the dreams though and wanted to find out what life had in store for me on my own. One night I saw my chance and I took it.
I left the orphanage hoping that my destiny was out there waiting for me to find it. Instead I found Cesar, and Roberto, and a future that scared me into realizing that perhaps my destiny was best kept hidden away in an orphanage. I realized that the man that brought me all those years ago was right, and it wasn't him protecting me from someone else, it was him protecting someone else from me. Perhaps it wasn't entirely true, but I believed it for a while. Some nights though, I still find myself lying in bed shutting my eyes tight, trying to imagine how things could have been different if my father was the man I had hoped he was.
It wasn't even that grand of a dream. There was no castle that I thought he lived in, or riches beyond my imagination. It was just a simple notion that I had someone out there watching out for me, or perhaps even searching for me. At night I would try to imagine his face, shutting my eyes tight to trap me in a world that I preferred to the one I was stuck in. I grew tired of the dreams though and wanted to find out what life had in store for me on my own. One night I saw my chance and I took it.
I left the orphanage hoping that my destiny was out there waiting for me to find it. Instead I found Cesar, and Roberto, and a future that scared me into realizing that perhaps my destiny was best kept hidden away in an orphanage. I realized that the man that brought me all those years ago was right, and it wasn't him protecting me from someone else, it was him protecting someone else from me. Perhaps it wasn't entirely true, but I believed it for a while. Some nights though, I still find myself lying in bed shutting my eyes tight, trying to imagine how things could have been different if my father was the man I had hoped he was.