Dreamer's Diary

This is just a first story that takes on the name of the title of the blog. It's how I came up with the name of the blog so....yeah. Enjoy.




I've been walking the same way for many years. I never would change my direction. I was a young woman with a wild immagination that carried me far and wide.

Everyone pushed me away, sayng that I'm nothing but a hopeless dreamer. A dreamer that wouldn't get anywhere in life.

But boy, did I prove them wrong. I have my books published and I'm living my dream of a well known author.

My friend, Terra, has been beside me the whole time when everyone else just wished that she would leave.

I never had much patience for those people who wanted me to leave behind my best firend. Little did they know, the more they begged me to push her away, I was slowly and steadily pushing them away. When I finally had enough room to breathe, I burned whatever bridge that was between those people and myself, said goodbye, and went on with my life.

Now that I have the fame along with Terra remaining firmly by my side, they all come to me with "sincere" appologies. Who's the dreamer now!?

I laughed darkly as I tossed aside yet another letter claiming that one of my family members wished for my forgiveness. I sent one reply to each person saying no matter what they did, they wouldn't get a single thing from me. But they never stopped asking, so I just burned the letters in the fire after I read through their pittyless complaints.

Terra walked in at that moment, sun bouncing off her lush dark hair. "Got mail?"

"As always." I sighed, smiling as I pointed towards the letter that remained on the floor.

Not picking it up, Terra danced over, and quickly scanned the letter before bursting out laughing. "They seriously thought that, that was going to work." She shook her head, still laughing. "Pathetic." She muttered under her breath.

"Can your brother be anymore of an idiot?" She mimicked his voice. "'I just thought..could you lend me a few hundreds. You've got the money and I aint. I need a little to pay the bills. I promise next time that you need help, I'll be there..."' She trailed off, snorting. "As if he'll keep up his end of the bargain. And you dont and wont need any help, especially from him." She snickered on the last word.

Still shaking her head, she kicked the letter into the flames in the fireplace beside my desk. "Anythin' you wanting for dinner?"

I smiled up at her, leaning back in my chair at ease. "Naw..just as long as it's food. I'm starved. I'll make breakfast and dinner tomarrow. Promise."

Terra bounced off towards our kitchen, calling over her shoulder. "It's all good. No biggie."

***

After dinner, I was done with the day and proceeded to collapse on my bed, but someone was already there.

"Teeeeerrraaaaaaa." I whined. "Why are you in my beeeed? Im tiiiiired."

She laughed up at me. "It's 'sleep over' night. Remember? It's friday. Come on. Plus you need a couple good laughs before bed." She sat up on her knees, bouncing like a little ten year old on three different energy drinks.

"I dont have the ener--" She cut me off.

"I dont care." She trilled. "I've got loads to tell you. The stories I've been writing are so hilarious. They guys are being beaten in sparing by an elf with no training what so ever..." She continued on like that for the next two hours. Leaving me, begging for sleep at midnight.

"Pleaaase. Im tired. Let me sleep." I asked for the thousandth time.

"Fine, fine." She said, as she threw the covers over her head. But I was asleep before she was even fully situated on my full sized bed. Although I thought I remembered hearing a very quiet 'goodnight' as I drifted off but didnt have any though left to reply.

Intro

I'm just a young teenage girl with a wild immagination. Fantacies are the only things that hold me together besides my friends. So I thought...well....I have so many ideas for stories but I know I'd never continue them. So then I came up with the idea that if I made a diary out of it, it could solve my problems. People would get to see my short work and I wouldnt have so many ideas in my head. It is also a good way to clear writer's block for my other stories that I am determined to continue. So anybody is free to read these passages. And if they arent good, I appologise. Sometimes it would just be to get ideas flowing again so they might not always make sence. These stories will be seperate unless the titles say otherwise. Names may be repeated throughout different stories so make sure you dont get them confused. Luv you all. Hope you enjoy.