Just another dreamer …

Just a girl, turned 18. She ran away to chase her dream and they said she wouldn’t make it far. She took a chance and packed her bags, left town and didn’t look back… so tired of wishing on the stars.

Hazel’s POV

”The rising singer of the year 2007….hold your breath ladies and gentlemen is…” Marie Edwards, a legendary singer and my idol began. I felt a rush of adrenaline pass through me. I mentally prepared myself for her next words. This was the second year I had started making music. I will accept it was not easy… but it was worth it. Singing was my passion and I had made multiple sacrifices to get here and I won’t let anything discourage me.

”….. Hazel Winters!” completed Marie. I couldn’t believe it! All my handwork had paid off. I felt a tear roll down my cheeks as I walked up to the stage to collect the piece to glass that symbolised all my sacrifices.

”Hazel, I believe you’ve had quite a rollercoaster of events in your journey of music. Would you mind sharing it with us?” Marie asked.

I smiled and nodded.

”It all began 7 years back…” I began.

”….. I was 12 and I had just lost my older brother in a car accident. Since then, my parents constantly fought and I guess, it was their way of getting over a loss of a child. My only friend had moved miles away from me and I felt all alone. There was no one for me during the tough times. That was when I started listening to music and it started to heal me. About 2-3 years down the line, I started writing my own music and it was all I would do. I had many people tell me that it was a waste of time and that I should move on and study to build a life. But, I refused, I knew what I wanted to do.  The next 6 years until I was 18, consisted of me being constantly reminded what a failure I was or that making music was just a joke and it wouldn’t get me anywhere and stuff like that. Tired of all the discouragements, I started saving up by skipping lunches and using my prom-dress money or taking dogs for walks and so on… On my 18th birthday, I packed my bags and guitar and left home. In my old Ford, I drove out of town and into New York City, hoping I might just get lucky. The first few weeks, I slept in my car and did street performances. I lived on my savings and the few cents that I was spared. Then one day, just as I was wrapping up for the day, a man approached me and said that he would like to sign me to his recording label. And let me tell you, since that day, things started looking up for me. I recorded day after day, I  spent every breathing moment singing and here I am today, laughing at their faces. So, let me tell you one thing I have learned, don’t let anyone get in your way. Follow your dreams, you may not be successful but you will at least be content that you tried. People will tell you so many things, to discourage you but don’t let them. Its your life, live it to the fullest. I believe in you!” I finished. I couldn’t believe that I had managed to say all of that on National TV and not faint!

After a brief moment, I received a standing ovation.

”Thank you Hazel, we need inspiration from stories like your own to prove it to us that nothing is impossible. ” said Marie.

I smiled and stepped down from the stage, hoping to have encouraged at least one person to follow their dream.

A/N: Hey guys! It’s me again! This story is inspired from the song ‘Social Casualty’ by 5 Seconds of Summer. Its a beautiful song! Anyways, I hope you liked the story, let me know your thoughts and stories in the comments section below or you can email me at – fluorescent.lighted.dreams@gmail.com



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