I am terrified to begin the rest of my life. I want to be like Peter Pan, I wish I could be a child forever. But I know I can't, I know it's impossible. How can I be a child if I have dreams and desires to accomplish? I want to meet Mr. Right. I want to meet love. I want to get married. I want to travel. I want to educate myself. I want to open my eyes and mind to the world. I want to be a doctor. I want to be a writer. I want children of my own. I want many things from life, but I also want to be myself. I'm afraid of losing who I am on the process of growing up. I'm afraid of forgetting where I come from and the people who have made me who I am. I'm afraid of tomorrow, of the uncertainty that makes tomorrow a dark and mysterious place. Will I be proud of who I will become? Will I be what I dream today? Will I forget my goals and principles in the way? As I get older, more questions build up in my mind, clogging my brain and leaving little room for imagination and childish creativity. There is no doubt... I am afraid of tomorrow, I am afraid of growing up, I am my own version of Peter Pan.
Tomorrow may be uncertain, but I am certain that I will never allow the child in me to fade away. Somehow, I will always be a little Peter Pan. I have my fears and writing to remind myself of who I am, who I've always been. All I need to survive the uncertainty of tomorrow is the magic of my dreams, and of course, a handful of sparkly fairy dust.
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