I always wished that I would have a great adventure. One of those where I learned something new about myself as I vanquished my foes. With swords. I was obsessed with learning how to use a sword.
This is going to sound rather ridiculous...
But as a child, my mom would tell me that the brain could do anything. Like if you can convince it strong enough, it can do anything you wish it to.
So...I tried to convince my brain that I should have wings XD. I would stand in front of a mirror and tried to picture having wings as strongly as I could.
...unfortunately, no results. Sigh. lol
What a wonderful thread to resurrect.
A unicorn. I wanted a unicorn more than anything in the world. I used to go to sleep every night and pray that when I woke up there would be a unicorn on the foot of my bed waiting for me. And every morning I woke up hoping and hoping it would be there.
I recently had a dream that I flew to a special magic land and there was a unicorn and it was the Best. Dream. Ever. It's so silly to say that, but you have no idea how much just seeing that unicorn filled my whole heart with joy.
I wanted to wish my way to Mars like John Carter. (Edger Rice Burroughs)
You mean...you don't still look...? The moth ball fumes I've inhaled over the years...MacAllister--I spent rather a lot of time exploring the insides of the wardrobe in my parents' room, coat closets, oversized boxes and the insides of cupboards, hoping fervently to find a portal of my own.
I wanted to be able to talk to animals too. I did talk to them. They seemed like they were listening...LGwenn--I wanted to talk to animals. And then I was going to go live with them far far away from my crazy family.
As children our escape was to imagine ourselves as orphans. Overbearing parents much?
I wanted a thatched roof cottage in the middle of an English forest. Fairies, babbling brook..the works. I have not outgrown this. Not one smidgen.