I love lying on my bed and dream. The rain drops pittle-pattle on the tile roof and wind chime sways with the wind. Swoosh, goes my imagination with me on the softest cloud to a land filled with joy and love, where sadness and anger can't enter. A place where life is a breeze and dreams is not just a dream.

Then the thunder strike, I am back in my room. I supposed its all a wish. Then picking up a book, I lost myself in another world away from the reality. One with adventures and mystery. Romance and a slice of heaven. Horror and terror. Death and pain. Magic and future technology. And I lost myself in them.
xueh xueh
18-21, F
Jan 13, 2013