14

When I was about 14 years old, I was full of youthful thoughts and dreams and hopes and wishes. Like any normal teenager getting to know who they are and what they want from life;starting to build my character and my personality. I was also full of the enthusiasm and passion for writing and manipulating the words on a page or a screen that my parents told me I had, that I knew I had and that my teachers encouraged me to develop. I thought I was the next Charles Dickens or Stephen King.
Anyway, I had this idea that I would write my own book. A book about my life as a Muslim-American teenager living in the post 9-11 world. I would spend years writing it, until I turned 20. I'd write about my experiences, my life, my hopes and my thoughts. I'd write about any and everything, detailing what it was like to be me in that time period. I was naive and young,but I had a dream. I even started writing it. I think I wrote about a chapter or two..but sadly, they're lost. I really would have loved to look back and read about my life then..how I saw the world and my life. Laugh alot probably =).
I think I would have actually managed to make it into a success someway or the other. Who knows? Point is, I always have been and always will be full of these dreams for myself and things I want to achieve before I die, things that I really want to do, even if only once. Yeah,that's me..and you may think it's silly and stupid and "American"..you don't have to tell me. But I believe in those things and think it's possible. I really am full of a LOT of ambition and desire and the drive to do things...the challenge to accomplish stuff and be successful. You know? I'm itching to get out there and DO. No, this isn't naivete..I wouldn't believe it if you told me. Come to think of it, I wouldn't believe anyone. I just want to get out there and show me who I am and show everyone what I can do.