One Job May Change My Life
I thought if I jumped,
I'd fly to the moon and dance among stars.
I thought if I jumped,
I'd soar above my parent's hopes for me.
I thought if I jumped,
I'd become something better than I could have dreamed for.
The only problem is the launch.
I'm stuck.
And that just won't do for me.
I want to work with animals, to raise awareness about endangered species and to actually make a
difference to the cause I am fighting for.
I want to establish a restaurant that is the favored spot among the people of my home town.
I want to write and publish novels that captivate audiences by the stories held within.
I want to find the one job that will change my life and create a future for me that I can't wait to get to.
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