The Dream
I've dreamt this moment in all of my dreams. Here I stand hands shaking with excitement as the pen gleams. I stand before my family, scholorship and all; Although I've had my failures and trials, i did not fall. I can't believe my dream is now real, my head is spinning, it's so surreal. My hand is swift, the commitment is final. Today is the day I begin my four year trial. The day is here, i put on my cleats. I walk onto the field, I can finally compete. As i walk onto the field it's like im in a scene. I have finally done it, I'm living my dream.
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