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   I am afraid to be alone, but I am.

Sent into the "real world," alone.

Clinging to my hopes for the future,

hoping they will sustain me.

I am told that my childhood is over.

Now I must learn to be an adult.

But how can I close my heart

to the tales of Peter Pan and Robin Hood?

How will I chase the fairies from the wood,

and send Santa Claus on to the next house?

Am I no longer allowed to take delight

in the magic of a firefly

or the mysteries of the stars?

Why can't I remain here?

Can I close my mind to the promises of the future

and remain in the sun-filled fields of youth?

I am unable, the pull of the future is too strong.

I do step into the "real world,"

afraid but not alone.

I did not pull the door shut on my childhood,

I still need to hear the wind whispering

my dreams and hopes to the stars,

and to see the fairies dancing among the trees.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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