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Blurr free pdf CHAPTER ONE DAY DREAM My ride home from work was awkward. I always fall asleep on the train but I never have dreams. Even when I go to sleep for as far back as I can remember. I'll drift off to sleep and wake up with no recollection of a dream. When I sat down in the corner seat and got comfortable that is when the weirdness began. The daydream took place in a dank and dark, shadow casted forest. It was hard for me to pinpoint a time and location of where I stood. Everything I'd laid eyes upon was unfamiliar. The fragrances in the air were alluring. Large rolling hills held tiny shack like buildings. Everything seemed of older times but had an almost modern twist to it. The air smelled like fresh baked bread. Natives of the land were roasting chicken and other livestock on an old school turnstile made of tree branches. Their clothes were scraggly, torn, and made of natural materials. It almost appeared as though they made their garments themselves. I walked to the top of one out of several dirt hills. The dirt hills trailed through an exotic forest. The trees and bushes were unlike anything I'd ever seen or read about. I was no expert but they were rare and beautiful. Natives had many small stands where they sold crafted items. There seemed to be a whole lot of handcrafting going on in this town. I was almost certain that I was in some kind of Amish town. Their skin tones were a variation of colors but every person looked as if their skin was kissed by the sun. I walked through a path that led to a large wooden house within the woods. The trees were tall and peculiar. They were fruitiferous and umbriferous offering much exotic fruit and shade. It was paradise like. Some of them looked like a mix between palm, pine and oak trees. While others I couldn't discern. The bark looked like sturdy bamboo. The trees were so tall and the leaves were only at the top of the trees. I could not help but to wonder what kind of furniture they could make from such exotic looking trees. The plants were interesting as well. They were vivid and multicolored. Each flower and plant glistened and glowed like they were watered with pure liquid gold. As I walked down the brick red stone and dirt path staring at the most unique collection of botanical gardening I've ever seen, I walked into a mysterious woman of slender build. She appeared to be in her late twenties, with long, wavy, brown, tresses. Her eyes were so hazel they seemed almost transparent. And her skin was a flawless caramel complexion. She was beautiful. She looked as though she was in a hurry or running from someone. Before I got the time to ask if she was okay she told me to follow her. I was reluctant at first but she appeared to be harmless so I went with it. Plus, she could have snuck up on me if she really meant me harm. The woman led me to the old rustic house I saw from the top of the dirt path. The beauty of the gardens perished as we grew closer to the area surrounding it. Trees and plants were limp and lifeless in appearance and color. Even the house had a creepy and shadowy cast over it. I looked to the woman and said "What is this!? Where am I!?" Before she could respond I was awakened by an announcement of the next stop over the train's speaker system. "Eastern Market, Doors Opening" I sprang to my feet and ran off the train before the automated voice said "Doors Closing." Later on that night I couldn't shake the feeling of that daydream. Everything about it felt so real. One minute I'm completely aware of my surroundings. Then the next minute I was completely engulfed in another world. So many things stood out and felt so real. The smell of the fresh bread and roast was unlike anything I've ever smelled, and I've smelled a lot of fresh bread. Every sandwich shop and bakery makes fresh bread, especially downtown where I work. However, the fragrance was different. It was so sweet and light. It didn't smell strong and heavy like it does in the city.................

About Joanna Miss Joey West

Joanna "Joey Renee" West was born on November 20 1984 in Washington DC. She grew up in South East on 37th Street. Her parents moved to Northeast when she was 10 years old. She went to three separate elementary schools. She attended Weatherless for grades Pre Kindergarten to 3rd. From grades 4 to 5 she attended Kimball and finally she graduated 6th grade from Miner in 1996. It was in Miner that gave her the push to engage in writing. During her studies there she took a creative writing class. It was during that class that her first poem was written. It was called Artificial Flower. The poem spoke on the love and affection that is often given to those that are "fake." It was based on the emotions she felt regarding situations that she faced in school. She didn't know it at the time but she had a gift. As years followed in Browne Junior High and Phelps Career High Joanna held her passion close. Her poetry came to fill up folders then folders turned to binders. In 2004 what started as a way to vent turned to aspirations for a career. One night while writing a poem in her binder she received an upsetting phone call. She sat at the table in a candle lit room. It smelled of vanilla. A gentle breeze from the fan blew through the room. In a fit of anger she tossed the binder as tears ran from her face. Pages flew all over the room. Never had she realized so many poems were in that binder. That was the day where the idea for her first book Love's Untold Story was developed. She knew that she had to do something with the 200 something poems in that binder. It began by separating the good poems from the crappy ones. Some poems were refurbished and some were trashed or archived for safe keeping. In the end only about 100 poems made the cut. Through a span of 8 years Joanna shuffled through the cards life dealt her. From work, school, family, and a constant battle between job and career her book finally became a finalized published work. Her book was published through several companies. Some of them offered very little while other where complete rip offs. Through it all she remained humble as she grew as a writer. Every opportunity was a chance to grow. In 2013 Joanna stepped into writing as a full time career and craft. She has a writing company called Freelance Writing CORP. She does writing jobs for clients while continuing work with her publications. No matter what life throws at Joanna "Joey Renee" West she meets with optimism and a positive outlook.

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Author : Joanna Miss Joey West
Publisher : Createspace
Data Published : 04 March 2013
ISBN : 1477558489
EAN : 9781477558485
Format Book : PDF, Epub, DOCx, TXT
Number of Pages : 272 pages
Age + : 15 years
Language : English
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