Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"

Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"

Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
Veronika Pavlíčková
One Sunny Afternoon
Dreams. They are wonderful: they always take me
away to my own world when I am down. And there, I
can do whatever I want – because I have all the power
in it…
I am lying on a fresh green grass, watching
snow-white clouds on the azure sky and thinking about
my children’s ideas of the perfect world where
everything goes like I want. OK, I admit that the
dreams were more like fairy tales combined with sci-fi
stories and later also romance. The instrument for
realizing my dreams was usually a magic wand, a
book of spells or just my finger. When I finally got it –
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Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
after promising the Lord that I would never exploit it or
use it only for myself and that I would always help the
indigents – I started to make my dreams come true:
the latest type of Barbie doll, a plenty of my favourite
ice-cream whenever I had the sweet tooth, the
complete collection of Pokemon’s stickers, a house as
big and as beautiful as the Neuschwanstein castle
(which was depicted on my favourite puzzles right
under my bed that time) and a summerhouse in the
Caribbean sea, meeting my fairy prince on the white
horse and gorgeous boy from the latest romantic
blockbuster, a long black ultra-comfortable limousine
or a little trendy lovely car just for me, ten months of
holidays and 2 months of school…
“Get up and come with me!” my friend Teri said to me.
“I got an appetite for something tasty…shall we go for
some ice cream?”
For sure! The ice cream is one of the things which still
I will never stop desire for – because it is quite
realizable.
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Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
“Ok, I’m coming,” I reply back. “Maybe it’s time to stop
dreaming and start living a life in this world,” I said to
myself and stepped forward to my friend.
When we came to the city centre and sat down in a
garden of our favourite ice-cream parlour, we ordered
the biggest sundae in the menu. The time was running
pleasantly, we were chatting and watching people
around us.
“Can you see the cute boy over there?” I asked Teri.
“Oh – do you mean Peter, or the boy who’s coming
with him?” she asked back and chuckled a little.
“Peter? You do know him?”
“Uhmm, not so well like you do, but yes, I do,” she
answered.
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Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
“Hi, my love, how’s your day? Hi Teri,” said the most
gorgeous boy I have ever seen and kissed me on
cheek.
What the hell is going on? It seems to me like this
young man is my boyfriend…but how did it comes?
Am I dreaming?
While I was getting over the first shock, they both sat
next to us and the other man was introduced to us. His
name was Stan and he was Peter’s team-mate from
football. The boys were nice and we were sitting there
for the next half an hour, when Teri remembered she
had to go home.
“Can you give me a lift?” she asked Peter as she saw
he came in his car.
“OK, why not? Then we can go home, too, shall we,
darling?”
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Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
Still bit confused, I kept answering as little as it was
necessary. We rode about 5 minutes from Teri’s to our
house…wait: I said “house”? Do not I and my parents
still live in a block of flats inside the city? So what are
we doing in front of that big residence with such a
large decorative garden with an embedded swimming
pool and red glossy Mini Cooper on the driveway?
“OK, so I’m going to change my clothes, please make
some drink and pick up the post from mailbox, then
wait for me on the sun deck. I’m there in a minute,” I
said slowly to Peter and ran up the stairs. Well, this
starts to be serious. What more should I expect?
“Hmm, strawberry mojito – my favourite,” I smiled
sweetly to Peter when I came to the garden – after a
quick cold shower and few minutes of thinking.
“I know you like it,” he answered and gave me a
postcard. “Your parents are writing, they’re looking
forward to your arrival.”
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Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
I looked at the card with pictures of wide palm parades
and never-ending beaches with white sand, all bathing
in gold Cuban sun…
“Hi darling, how are you? We’re having great time, the
weather is perfect, only one storm a few days ago hit
the cost near from our house and strong wind drifted
some garbage onto our roof…but don’t worry, we’re
alright and looking forward you, we’ll be waiting in the
hall of Havana airport. Kissing, Mum and Dad.”
I took a think for a moment and looked up into
the warm late-afternoon sun. Suddenly, the
world around me started to whirl and I was
losing the solid ground under my feet. Peter’s
face and his arms catching me intuitively so I
could not hit myself to the head when falling
down on the ground were the last things I could
remember…
“Hey, Veru, what’s wrong? Get up, please, get
up!!”
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Literární soutěž Impac na téma " The Dreams That May Come True"
Napsal uživatel Kloudová Štěpánka
“Get up, we should go, it’s getting late…get up!”
Teri – she was sitting next to me in the grass
and tickling me on my ribs. Indeed, the sun was
already behind the horizon and the air became
colder.
Oh no. I set up and realized the truth: that
wonderful afternoon was just another of my
dreamy dreams…
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