Once Upon a Time in a Land "far" from Nightmares.

We are told to write a story. And most people begin by saying, “Once upon a time in a land far away…” But why do we as a whole start each story somewhere distant. I know my answer to this question, and it took me until college to realize why every fairytale starts with the same intro; because the grass is always greener in a land far away. Childhood is an era of ignorance and I would give anything to return to that sense of bliss. But, instead each morning I wake to find another day past, another year of work lost within the endless nightmare that each student is living through, each time their eyes greet the day. Although on the outside the porcelain faces of the dolls seem perfect and the castle is like a decadent figment of your imagination that has suddenly appeared before your eyes. But, all to quickly the fairy dust dwindles away and soon you are left with nothing but an empty room and a sky filled with grey scaled lines of fire. Wishing for the rain to wash away the pains of life, I stumble through the doorways to each classroom. One step, through the endless dreamscapes of our daydream nightmares becomes reality and I am left here in these trials. This is my own fairytale. See through eyes, never cry, they never hide, and they never shine. Even though life may seem like a “Nightmare on Elm Street” rerun, keep the faith, by and by we will all get by, one step at a time.