I had dreams, dreams like anyone no everyone else. Dreams of a great life, a life with no expectations, no pain, no….
heartbreak. I was meant to be great I was all set, until highschool. The constant ridicule of the shallow, the on slaughter of the teachers.
“Come on Jack, wake up this is why your failing my class!”
“Mr. Renton what is the answer, oh that’s right your failing I’m sorry.”
Constant Hell!
Of course I knew I had that potential, yet I couldn’t keep that confidence.
I have to find my way, my heart, my chance. My chance to Take Flight.