I had begun to think that I knew exactly where my life was headed. Needless to say, I have been wrong many times. I guess my wishful thinking all started back when I was around the age of six years old, when Cinderella, Snow White, and Sleeping Beauty led me to believe that fairy tales really do come true, and there really are such things as talking critters and teacups. I remember bedtime as a young child, Thumper, my favorite orange and white, fluffy, stuffed animal rabbit lay by my side. Thumper, my trusted companion, every night I lay motionless, expecting Thumper to say something and every morning I woke up disappointed.
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