It's just after Labor Day and the first day of high school has finally arrived.
I just woke up from a deep sleep.
Wow!
I had the greatest dream ever.
Can it come true?
In the past year, I was intimidated by girls.
I was afraid to initiate conversation with them.
Why?
They might laugh at me.
I'd be humiliated.
Can I overcome that fear?
When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark,
At the end of a storm,
there's a golden sky,
and the sweet silver song of a lark,
walk on through the wind,
walk on through the rain,
though your dreams be tossed and blown,
walk on, walk on,
with hope in your heart and you'll...
The End.
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