My dream

Like many young girls and boys, I do have many wishes. A wishlist too? Maybe.That is to say I got many objectives:

- First finding the perfect job

- Second finding the perfect one

- Third having many children

- Fourth living happy ever after.

Then there is that one dream, meeting her. You may ask yourself who is "her"? That's simple to answer. Of course, she is the most lovely, fantastic, caring and beautiful girl I know. I mean *lady I know. She's more older than me to be call a girl... but even so she's just perfect. She's Selena Gomez.

A popstar singer, an actress, a mother, a woman. Just listening to her songs I could feel it... I don't know if it's only me... but I do feel related to those words sometimes. Is like talking about my own feelings.

So here am I waiting to see her. Many were shouting but I was just being impatient. I can't wait to meet her, to see her.

I'm almost at the door when-

alarm ringing

Waking up to the sound of my alarm. I felt sad not getting till the end of the dream, not seeing her.

With a sour face I moved myself, preparing for the day.

This will be a long day. ( I thought to myself)

Gathering up the courage, I arranged my belongings, readying myself to confront the day.

I am in my sixth grade, in the faculty of medicine and also my last year. It's like a dream coming true very soon. Even though I do also have a little passion for writing,I just couldn't see myself only doing that. I like movements and all, but just sitting and thinking is not yet my type though I will like to write the most beautiful script. That's also one of my many wishes, writing book is good, a novel not bad, a chat story ? so so. A toon? comic? it's just the beginning but the real deal is a movie. Having your story passing on the television must just be exciting.

There's a competition going on, it's about the best story of the year. Though I never thought I will be, I ended up qualified.

My story "A Real Love" has started to gain more recognition but it's not the only one, my uncompleted work " The Devil's Wife" too was gaining some attention.

But I never could complete it... That platform... I don't know what happened but they are liars.

Feeling sad, I almost cried out but this would have attracted attention from my father and brothers so I stayed quiet.

Sighing, I got to them.

I'm ready, I'm going! ( I said running out of the house)

You... have a nice day. ( said my father)

It's funny how I have been talking without a proper introduction.

My name is Anna Flavirez, 1m60, sixth grade in Medical school, semi writer, I like reading ( but not my school notes though) , dancing ( even though I'm not so good at it), songs ( Sometimes I do write my feelings in a form of poems but I'm sure If I had the talent, I could sing it). I'm not the type to like sport, even though I'm quite fit. One thing I'm sure may kill me it's diabetes, like how can I even resist sweet things? My Father, Leonard Flavirez has four children, most of which are boys. He's not rich and surely not poor... I think I may say we are in the middle of both. I dreamed about traveling to America for my studies in the medical profession but it seems my father couldn't let go of me and so here am I, studying in my country, Cameroon. For him it was just the best decision because of the money... but for me it was just a shattered dream.

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This year, I won't be schooling but more of researching. I will be proving myself honorable of the title "doctor in pharmacy" you sure may be surprised by this. I may not have mentioned this but am not the typical medical doctor but more of the pharmacist type and even in this sector I will go for cosmetic, I will be an industrial pharmacist. This is no easy work but this is not impossible.

I have been looking for a theme. Since I have a research to do, what will I do? Who will be my tutor in this? Many questions but no answers.

Get going this is the last line before your official title being given. ( said Professor Agnes, Director of the school or should I say principal?)

We count on you, as the futur generation....( blablabla... sorry for cutting her out but am sure she hasn't change this speech for more than twelve years now)

You can go. ( she finally said.)

Now I was back to my official questions who? how? when?

Hey Anna. ( said my friend Mary)

Mary Ramos, 1m65 , sixth grade, many things about her streams gentle lady but don't be fool by it, those brown eyes, well braided black hairs, fitting figure, brown lips and color. This brown woman is just mesmerizing but sure bad temper. After all she's my friend.

**Mary.

Don't give me that look** ( she said)

what look? ( I said)

Don't play such game with me, I know you quite well. ( She said)

hmm... ( May be not that well though, I thought)

So who? ( she asked)

who what?

Who did you chose as tutor? (again she asked)

As you can see... Since you know me so well just deduce it. ( I replied)

**Hm.. so that's why you're bothered? No one in mind? Really? Though we don't have-

Don't remind me thanks. I will be fix in one or two days.. or may be tonight.

Why not just go to each person you have in mind and-

Mary! We already said I can't do that. Asking a theme from each one I have in mind... no way. What will I say to the others after finding I was just looking for a theme and using them to look for a tutor too ... Euhhh is like an unknown competition based on their proposals...

Always so drama queen. You just asked for an idea of a theme not a tutor**. ( she said)

Umm... yeah.. I will think about it.

I said leaving.

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