I remember doing a presentation before I left primary school. We all had to stand up and give a speech about ourselves at the leaving assembly. It went something like this.
“I’m Sophie Jemima Lane” I always used to love the Jemima part. It made me feel special.
“The best thing about primary school for me has been my friends. I hope that we’ll all be best friends forever. My favourite subject is English. When I grow up I want to be a singer, but more importantly, I want to change the world.”
None of it came true though. The next month I wanted to be something different. Making a difference, I grew out of that aspiration the minute secondary school hit me. It had lasted a whole summer though, which at that time seemed like ages. And I never saw any of them again. I don’t know what it would be like if I saw them now.
Then a few years ago, in about year 9, we had to answer a questionnaire about ourselves, our dreams and our aspirations. I found the sheet the other day, at the bottom of a box that fell out of my wardrobe.
Name: Sophie Lane (by that time I’d dropped the whole Jemima thing)
Family: Mum and Dad
Pets: A budgie (we never could keep a dog or anything, even our fish died. Yeah I was an animal person, but a budgie was enough for us. I loved Joey)
Hobbies: writing, reading, sports, listening to music, singing, dancing (I guess I was kind of an all rounder)
Career: become a lawyer
Marriage: maybe when I’m much older, I want to live my life and establish a career first
Children: same as getting married, I do want them, but I want to live my life and do everything else first, then settle down
Goals, plans, aspirations and dreams:
(there were five ‘I want to’ down the page with dotted lines beside them)
I want to...go travelling around the world, go all around America and to Greece and Italy
I want to...go to university and have all the usual experiences there
I want to...write a novel
I want to...record a song someday
I want to...do the whole ‘prom’ thing with the beautiful dress and limo and all that
That was it. That was what I wanted two years ago. I don’t even know what I would write now. All I know is that it would be a hell of a lot different.
My first novel :)Hope you like it.
I want to explain something to you all. The plot in this is entirely fictional, I don't have a degree in medicine or any knowledge of medicine so I don't know whether it would be possible for this to happen to someone. This was a story I came up with one day when I was out, just walking down the road, and the individuality of the idea was just too good to pass up. In no way am I glorifying or trying to make a mockery of teen pregnancy though. This is just fiction, it isn't trying to teach you any lessons or change your way of thinking. It's just supposed to be entertainment. I hope that you can all see it that way.
That said and out of the way, pleeeeeasssssssssssseeeeeeeeeee comment. I will love you forever if you do. I need constructive criticism right now like I need that bar of cadbury's chocolate in the fridge that's crying out my name (i'm trying to be healthy and lose weight so I can actually look half decent in a bikini, just to point out) :P So yeah, comment, like, whatever you want, just let me know what you think in whatever way you can.
Love, plenty of laughs and lots of writing