There once was a girl named Violet who lived in a quaint little house in the woods. She loved dressing in layers of delicate lace and pretty florals, and her fanciful fashion sense was outmatched only by her deliciously powerful dreams of the big world just outside her door.
Fantasy Land
Violets world was filled with satin sheets, candy colored flowers and tales of exotic faraway places.
Destiny Calls
Wonderful, mystical things happened wherever she went. The only kind of magic violet believed in was the kind she willed to happen though. Violet knew she was destined for greatness.
Rest Stop
Violet may have looked like a delicate flower but her thoughts were bold and daring. Sometimes she would just stop in her tracks to let a brilliant idea spin itself in her brightly buzzing mind.
Justice League
Perhaps I'll be the next Supreme Court Justice, making powerful decisions for women, men, and younglings all across the country, Violet thought with conviction.
Story Time
"Maybe I'll write the great American novel", Violet mused. "Then I'll travel the world signing copies for throngs of my adoring fans.
Fine Art
"Or maybe", Violet thought, sinking deeper into her daydream, "I'll become a painter, famous for creating whimsical technicolor canvases with hidden meanings woven throughout."
Future Perfect
Then a truly revolutionary idea crossed her mind, making the corners of her mouth turn up into a sly smile. This one she thought will be my secret...
Just For Me
-Unknown
About the Creator
I AM
This is not who I thought I would be. Before my family was captured and forced into slavery, I had aspirations of becoming a wealthy business owner or possibly a scholar and philosopher. Becoming a warrior was the furthest thing from my mind. Unfortunately, our Roman conquerors had other plans.
By Mark Gagnon5 days ago in Fiction
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