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As she closed her eyes, she tried to imagine what it would feel like to live in her perfect life. The perfect life she saw in her vision now. Everything seemed and sounded perfect. Everything felt perfect. She wished she was there. Now, years later, she was remembering when she had had that vision. She looked around herself. Was her life close to her vision now? Was anything like in her vision? [Your continuation goes here]
To Write or not to Write and What to Write 
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” – She cried with happy tears. She remained grateful and be of service to the world for the rest of her life.
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Good ending! It must feel nice to feel that!
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Yes, it was until she woke up and saw such a site and pulled the overs over here head and went to bed. But today is a new day so she looked out the window and saw the sky staring down at her and the images moving taking shape. Some as angels others as stars and the dark ones she just ignored. It was safe to come out now so she brought the light inside and walked out to great her nemesis.
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Oh this is nice! I like your description! Vivid!
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It was a quick fun thing to do. you’re welcome.. thanks for the invitation!❤️🙏
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Of course! Thanks for the contribution! Wait for more!
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Absolutely!!! ❤️❤️❤️ will do!!!
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I wanted to give it some beautiful description. But for the sake of reality 😅, she realised that she had out of the world expectations and life is really surprising. She looked around and saw had she been living the life she thought, she would not be that happy..as she is now. Life has given her beautiful surprises which she never even thought of. The imperfect world can be happy too🙂..
This is actually not a story but anyways😂
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Hey Sohanpreet! This went to spam, sorry:(
I actually really love this ending! It is a good lesson!
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it’s ok🙂
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She tried hard to say “Yes!”, but she was always sincere. She could not have dreamed this.
She always dreamed of reaching the top above all her colleagues. She had lost her salary. She now has something one can call a job. No friends cared to call her anymore. Why would they? She is not as rich as she used to be. She felt that her new apartment was smaller. Yet, all she needed was there.
But somehow she had a feeling she never sensed before. Could it be that she felt happy? The ulcers that almost made her shout of pain during those meetings disappeared. Her heart beat silently without threatening to stop. She found out that what she needed fit in her apartment. She made acquaintances, some of which became friends. She noticed that when she came home from work, the face in the mirror smiled back at times. Her nightmares became dreams.
She could not have dreamed this.
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Wow! I really like how clearly you described the feelings! I love this. Relatable too.
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Thanks for the encouragement. You have a wide spectrum of imagination
I wanted to show what happens when deception and hope meet. It’s how we react to change that counts. It’s how we see it that makes us happy or not.
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I am glad you did!
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Thanks for sharing your blog with us.
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