1. In The Park
... And I would be happy, so very happy. I had such faith in my dreams; they were as real to me as the sun rising in the morning and the turning of the tides. But now all the idealistic fantasies of my youth are gone and reality has reared its ugly head. I am twenty- eight years old, a single ... lines surrounding them, are still windows to his strong but gentle soul. His features still portray the strength I had so admired in him, the strength that had made him my rock. The years have merely added distinction to his perfect features. He is now less than fifty metres from where I sit, paraly...
- Word Count: 2005
- Approx Pages: 8
- Grade Level: High School