Fifteen

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* Don't just dream. Dream big. *

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Flash back ( 1 )

“ I'm feeling dizzy, Jose! ” Thirteen year old Mira complained, as she ran ahead with her best friend trailing right behind her trying to catch up with her. “ Stop chasing after me. ” She pleaded, increasing her pace as her plea fell on deaf ears.

She ran till she was out of the house and collapsed on the ground, Joseph caught up with her and laid right beside her on the slightly damp grass.

They laid there for several minutes in silence, simply staring at the clouds. “ The sky is beautiful today, Jose. ”

“ It's always beautiful, Miranda. ” His sullen voice was heard beside her.

“ Maybe, but I don't see the beauty of it on most days. ”

“ Yeah, but the fact remains that it's always beautiful. ” He paused, “ It's just like life, you know. It's said that it's 10 percent of what happens to us and 90 percent how we react to it. There are good and bad days, we simply have to learn to maintain a balance be