Autobiography
My day started beautifully before it went into total chaos. Internal chaos, which is the worst type. The type to leave you absolutely devastated in every sense of the word. My dilemma here is… I have absolutely no idea how my future is going to turn out. It all started when we went to get train tickets for our — slightly boring, honestly — trip to Brighton. My parents and I were walking in the jam-packed streets of London, and it was heavenly. There was in incredible breeze in the air and it was the kind that felt comforting and calming. That is until you accidentally collide with someone and they give you a death glare. That happened to me more times than I care to admit. We went to a place and had a delicious breakfast that…show more content… I was jealous of all those people that were up there dancing, acting, singing. I was jealous because I wanted to be up there with them. It’s been my dream for as long as I can remember. The rush I feel from just singing alone in my room… yet there is a huge possibility that my dream will remain just that. Never to be a reality. The main reason is my parents. As much as they want to make me believe that this isn’t a practical choice, — which it isn’t — it just doesn’t make me feel any different. It’s not that they don't want me to live my dream, not at all. They're just concerned that I might be throwing my life away, and I can’t blame them. It really isn’t the most stable career choice. The second thing is, I’d have to leave this place. My home. There’s just no just no job opportunities. And I did have a plan that could've worked, but that was thrown out the window because of some recent events… I’m not going to name any names, Donald Trump. The one thing that gives me hope though, is that no matter what, this is my decision. And because of that, I learned an important lesson, which is to fight for what you want and be independent, — even if the odds are largely against you — because life is tough and people aren’t always going to be there to guide you every step of the way. What’s the point of being alive if you’re just going to sit idly by, while people make your decisions for