My Imagination

Imagining is one of my favorite hobbies, just by imagining, you can go every where you like, do anything you like and be anything you like but other things are not really meant to be imagined just to do something bad (I think you know what I mean).
For now, my mind centers on someone special, and that someone is “Miss MGDA”, the girl of my life for now. She’s always on my mind and because of this; I just can’t prevent imagining her. One of the things I imagine about her is she and I playing internet games together or chatting with each other. Another is both of us are warriors and we are trying to save the Earth from vicious out laws! But she is not the only one I imagine, there are a lot of things in my mind, and every imagination I have has a purpose. For example, I sometimes imagine if I only had super powers, I can be able to kill or change the habits of the gangsters, hold uppers, snatchers and so much more. Another is I imagine that if I were the president, I would have done a lot of good things, I would make projects that would improve our country’s economy. I can also dictate senators to stop there commercial ads, instead, they would rather use the money to help the people that are in need. Why? Let me explain, there are 12 senatorial candidates and each of them uses 200 million pesos or more just to make a commercial ad so, 12 times 200 million is more then enough to help the poor people in the country.
I can really say that I really have a nice imagination but because of this my parents and relatives sometimes say that I’m a little bit crazy. One of their references was during my young age, I use to dream what other kids would dream but the thing is, every dream I have, fear comes into my heart and after my dream, I suddenly will cry not knowing the reason why. I can’t call these dreams a nightmare because these are not really scary. I have experienced this for 5 times but the most mind twirling dream that I had was the 3rd one. My dream was like this, I was wearing a inspectors suit with an magnifying glass. I was looking for something then suddenly, a hair from a book caught my attention. Curiously, I pulled the hair off and suddenly, there were a lot of things around me and after that, I cried so hard that it woke my mother up in the middle of the night. She gave me a rosary but I kept on saying that I don’t need anything.
Because of this incidents, some of my relatives concluded that I need someone to analyze me but I’m not really crazy, I’m just a little unwell. I know you don’t care but soon enough your goanna think of me, the different side of me.
For now, I just hope that my relatives would stop thinking that I’m a little of crazy because it is already hurting me and I to myself must lessen the level of my imagination.
I also hope that my imagination for our good of our country will come true not only in my dreams but also in reality by helping one another fulfill their dreams.