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A Dream of Perfection

This is an essay I wrote for my AP english class, and I love it so much, so obviously I posted it...

     Five score years ago, and probably even before then, the human race discovered a known fact: life is hard. It does not even come close to being fair or easy. It often fails our expectations, and it presents challenges to us that we did not ask for. Life is something we all experience, and at one point or another, we get rather sick of it, and begin to dream up the idea of how life would be if it were perfect.  
     Even one hundred years later, life is still not perfect. One hundred years later, and there is still heartbreak and sorrow. One hundred years later, and there is still disability, death, and discrimination. One hundred years later, and there is still no solution to stopping adversity. But instead of dwelling on the hopelessness of it all, I am here today to fantasize of a flawless fate.  
     As Martin Luther King said, “And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow I still have a dream.” My dream is deeply rooted in happiness and perfectionism. I have a dream that one day, life will be perfect. I have a dream that we will all smile at strangers on the streets. I have a dream that kindness and happiness will be defined as the same. I have a dream that the stressfulness of life will dissolve into confetti, and that we can celebrate instead. I have a dream that respect will be issued to all, and that love will be given freely. I have a dream that stereotypes will be destroyed, and that we will all be encouraged to be ourselves. I have a dream that we can skip all the hard parts in life and still turn out to be a decent person. I have a dream that humans will care more about staying in touch with their spiritual and emotional intellects, rather than social. I have a dream that everyone will be able to accomplish their goals and dreams, and not let anybody stop them. I have a dream that travel will be made available to all, so we can have the luxury of traveling the world and experiencing new cultures. I have a dream where it’s okay to cry in front of people, and they’ll love you all the more for it. I have a dream that “perfect” will be defined as something as complete, rather than faultless. I have a dream that everyone will live by Hannah Montana’s words:  
     Nobody's Perfect! I gotta work it! Again and again 'til I get it right,  
     Nobody's Perfect! You live and you learn it! And if I mess it up sometimes…  
     Nobody's perfect… 
     I have a dream that we will all live life to the fullest; that is my definition of a perfect life. My dream is one shared by many, and while some aspects may seem far-fetched, others are not. In my eyes, a perfect life is attainable. As Hannah Montana said: 
     Life's what you make it,  
     So let's make it rock!


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