For all my life, I had envisioned myself being immortal, I thought I would live forever, and nothing would stop me living forever. I thought that if I did die, I would die old, but right now, I feel as though I might die young. The world seems to be coming to an end and there's no way to stop it, to stop all the corruption. I hoped for a long life, I used to say to my mother: " mom when I get older, I'm going to be an artist." And " Mom when I'm older I'm going to be a writer." I wanted my long lost dreams to come true at the click of a pen and I wanted to hear the rushed typing of the keyboard write my first book. My young self didn't understand how short life is, and now I do. I may never live my dream, I may never write my first book, I may never find the love that I wanted. When I was younger I used to pity the elderly and now I wish I was one of them, I envy them with every bone in my body becuase they had lived a life, they went on the trail of ups and downs, happiness and sadness, I wish I was born in a different time, perhaps the 1950s becuase maybe, just maybe, I would have been able to live my dream and mix with the right people.