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Dear Diary,
Happy New Year's! You see, I just had a vision in my head that is set on repeat. It's like an old VHS tape that I sat down in front of as if I were little again. I have this thought of one day having kids of my own, which I do hope for. But I am also not ready to become an adult, yet I have no choice but to continue on. I don't know if it's just me, but I always see my future girlfriend's face. She is so beautiful; she matches my vibe and understands me. But I can only say this: the type of relationship I describe isn't going to become true. If it does, I see it when I'm an adult or maybe as a teenager who just graduated high school with a GED or a high school diploma, which I'd be happy with.
I'm also not too worried about the female part now, even though at my age every boy seems to have lost their V-card to some random girl in the classroom. I already know who I want to share that with, and it's not here, not there, or anywhere yet. I'm just waiting for the right time and place.
But there's another thing. I also saw how mature I would become. I know that I'll reach that point someday, but for now, the most I can do is keep moving forward with what I'm doing today. I also see some bad things in the future that I don't agree with now. But all I can do is go along with it because I don't want to ruin the vision that gets me to where I need to go. You see, I feel like I was gifted with a vision that allows me to see the future of my own life and the lives of others around me. It's like predicting someone's life and seeing how they could turn it around. But my vision is different in its own way. It's like watching an old television set from the late 2000s or even the 1970s or 1980s. Sometimes it's in color, and sometimes it's black and white. The part I find crazy is that it's accurate.
I also get signals when someone in my family is injured or has passed away. It started with my grandma, who passed away. She was in critical condition during COVID-19 and ended up dying around 11:10. I woke up with a thought saying that someone was going to die, and then the thought came to me that someone had died. I can't describe it, but it was shocking to my knowledge.
My Unborn Child80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf2Hrcxp5gZ
I see myself trying to name my unborn child. I also see my unborn child being born. I was so cheerful. It's like an emotion that I've experienced before. I can't see my child's face, though—it's blurred out and looks empty. It's not creepy, but it shares more of a comforting feeling. I saw a vision of me and my son helping upgrade or replace the motor in my late grandfather's car. It brought back memories of how my father and I bonded over this one car. This car holds value.
Grandfather80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxoJuV6E9Af
I've heard stories about my grandfather, but I never got the chance to meet him. Hopefully, I'll get to see him one day. He seemed like a kind father, husband, and granddad. I heard my dad always mention him. He told me how he got this car and when. He explained how this car inspired him and his father. His father was a white man, which, at the time, was rare to see—a Black person dating a white person, getting married, and having children together. My dad also says that this car, which his father bought, always seems to work when I'm around. I found that interesting.
Maybe my grandfather is with me everywhere I go. It's like I can make a room light up with joy and turn someone's bad day into a good one. I like that. Some people think I'm lucky, which I don't always see, but when I look from their perspective, I understand. I've seen how I almost got myself killed multiple times. I've also seen how great my parents are, and I'm grateful for that. Maybe my grandfather and I would've had a great bond—one that no one else has had before. It was nice hearing about him. Rest in peace, Grandpa. Love you. I got a little emotional writing about you.
Wife80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC9GPDyBZv9
I also envisioned my wife—the person who began this tape of love. I'm in no rush. It seems like we met at the right place and time. We didn't rush. We grew a relationship that others wished they had. I saw that I lost a couple of friends along the way, which made my mental state decline. To my surprise, it strengthened our relationship.
I saw that we went on a lot of family trips. I also saw a few arguments that led to some disagreements—nothing that would ruin it, though. Her family is pretty nice and friendly, which I'm happy about. Her brother, who would become my brother-in-law, and I have a strong friendship. I see us getting a house so we can grow a family of our own. We have two kids, which astonished me.
My Personality80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUlSBZ5rKNB
I saw a vision of my future personality. My new personality doesn't change who I am today, but maturity comes more into play, which I appreciate. I see how my personality affects others—not only affecting them but inspiring them. I also see myself working a 9-to-5 job, which I didn't want to see, but it's my only choice.
I see my personality reflected in the way I dress, which amazes me. I see how the bond between my father and me grows stronger. I also see how the bond with my children grows.
My Appearance
Some days I'll have a full-grown beard, and some days I won't. My face also looks a bit clearer. It's like I started taking care of myself because I have a family of my own and am continuing on my path. Just like my personality, my dressing style looks amazing. It stands out to me, and I no longer have to dress for others to like how I look.
I no longer look like the kid I once was who seemed strange to others. But I understand why. Some people judge you by your cover, but that's alright. If you keep being yourself, you won't worry about how they judge you. Just know, one day, they're going to need your help, and it'll be up to you.
What Next?80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqCwJBslCzg
My next steps are my goals, which are basically my vision, but with more of a background. For example, not too long ago, I gave a heartfelt apology to my YouTube channel for my absence. That made me emotional, even though nobody watches it now. I have a feeling I might become popular if I keep posting.
Here's another goal: I saved up to buy a $100 guitar. I felt rewarded when I finally bought it, even though I was dead broke. I was amazed that I had the guitar, something I had wanted since I was 10. The first thing I learned to play was "Best Part." My cousin sent me a video tutorial. At first, I found it quite hard, but the more I practiced, the easier it became. My fingers guided me through the strings as if it wasn't my first time playing. I grew into it so much that my fingers started to develop calluses—not in a bad way, just in the way everyone experiences when learning to play guitar.
Now, here's a goal I know I can achieve: getting my driving permit. I've done a lot of practicing and hands-on driving, even without a permit (which I advise no one to do unless they're prepared to suffer the consequences).
My Second Goal80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4gVb6ofO1k
My second goal is to get a job at 16. I know what you're probably asking: "Why are you in such a rush to become an adult?" or "Why are you rushing to get into the workforce?" It's because I want to make money for my future. I want to buy things for my future vehicle, which I plan to get when I turn 16. I've made this goal because I know it's necessary to reach my larger dreams.
My Third Goal80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNr5wu93lXy
My third goal is to graduate middle school. I want to pass not only for the reward but also so I can move on to the next step in my life: attending high school. After high school, I want to go into trade school. I don't know exactly what I want to do yet, but when the time comes, I'll chase it.
Goals After High School80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIf61wQw3l
After high school, I want to find a workforce that aligns with my trade so I can show employers I have the skills and training for the job. I'm also looking forward to the benefits it brings. Mainly, I'm excited about the higher pay rate, which is more than the average person earns. (No offense to anyone who finds that offensive.) Trust me, it'll be worth it.
Grandfather II80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVSPiVJYHyW
I found out where my grandfather lived and what he owned. I was astonished. I wish he were here, but not because of the money. I've heard so many great stories about him. Even though he was kind of old, he still raised his son—my dad—which I'm so grateful for.
Granddad, if you weren't here, my dad wouldn't be here, and neither would I. I know you're gone, but it's crazy how I feel like you're helping me write this while also answering my questions. It might sound insane, but when you hear a lot of stories about one family member, you start to think about how they were. That's just how I feel.
Oh yeah, Granddad—I remember Dad saying you had a lot of land. I wish we still had it, but that's life. Every time I mention your name, it feels like a gift I've never experienced before. Thank you for bringing my dad into this world, and thank you for bringing my uncle into this world. I wish I could tell you all of this in person, but I can only talk to you at your grave-site, which I've never seen (or, if I have, I don't remember).
I could write a whole story just about how great of a father and grandfather you were.
Dad80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh7CS13fkmH
My dad is a dad. But no, for real, my dad is almost like me in many ways. I never thought I would write about him, but it's only right to.
Dad, thank you for being my father. Thank you for guiding me on this journey. Thank you for telling me stories about Granddad. Thank you for bringing me into this world. Thank you for attending everything that is important to me. Thank you for buying me the things I've needed and wanted.
Dad, you and I have a relationship that no other father and son can compare to. Despite whatever is going on, I hope I can gather enough courage to share this with you someday.
Mom80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDoZB8mszzA
My mom—a woman who brought me into this world. She's someone who sees things in her own way. If she feels like she can do something, she'll do it with all her power, which tells you something.
Even though my mom cares for her children like any other mom does, I'm thankful for her. I'm thankful for a lot of things, Ma. You know that.
My Accomplishments80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6RMKpmKI9K
Let's talk about my accomplishments. I passed halfway through middle school, which some refer to as junior high, and I'm proud of that. I also became more mature than I was at first. I started to forgive everyone I've hurt or offended, though it's not many, at least I hope not. I began to look into more things, such as my actions and what will happen after I take those actions. I found out that the more I write, the more my emotions and thinking improve and stay connected to whatever I write. I also accomplished the fact that a handful of people say my stories are great, including my teachers, friends, and others. I also discovered that some people can relate to my stories, which is outstanding, and I can't explain how I feel. It felt like I completed the biggest accomplishment and goal. I also accomplished another one of my goals: creating positive surroundings. This is the best thing I've done yet. I encourage everyone who connects with me to do positive things or encourage them to do what they want and feel great about it, which is an emotion I can't explain. I also established and control a way of thinking, which is still hard to do. Yes, I understand that this is part of me getting older and starting to understand more things, which is outstanding.
My Current State80Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRyPYBrevrp
As for my current state, I'd say it's a mixture of happiness and judgment, which isn't always a good sign, but it also can be a good sign. I seem to judge things based on what happens repeatedly. For instance, let's say someone named Victor goes to the store and steals a bar of candy. One day, I stumble upon Victor and witness him stealing the candy bar. I'll think, "He's going to get caught." Fast forward two weeks, and he's been caught and arrested. I've just predicted his outcome and what I could've done to solve the situation. But since I witnessed it and questioned myself on how I couldn't save the man, I came up with two answers. My first answer was, some aren't meant for saving, and my second answer was, it wasn't your fault. Along with these answers, some other thoughts and emotions flow through my head.
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