Magic, excitement, wonders, imagination, action, fantasy, thrills, and adventures. Pixie dust, I love it, just like in the beloved stories of Peter Pan, the boy who can fly and never grows up. Nothing ceases to amaze me with magic. I never gave up believing in fairies and magic with all my heart because I still refuse to grow up, and forget about the precious things I knew, especially those from my childhood. I am like Peter Pan and have his youthful spirit. My one and only wish is to keep the magic alive for all time. And I also wish to be a fairy to stay strong, childlike, young, and beautiful forever and ever like Tinker Bell, and the other fair folks. I hate getting and being old, which is awfully terrible to be unattractive, weak, and ugly like a hag with floppy, saggy skin, weak bones, and a wrinkled face. Bleh! Yuck! I don't buy that and I seriously don't want to be old. If I was in magical places like Neverland or Fairyland, I would not have to worry about ridiculous civilized laws, strictly bossy people, and stupid grown-up stuff. Problem free. I want to be my true self as a young girl that I really am. No rules, no chores, no responsibilities, no schools, no homework, no cops, no parents, and best of all, no growing up. Prevent from aging and growing old. Live our childhood and carefree life as before and escape, reality and adulthood. The real world I'm living in just gets too much for me to take. When I find too many troubles on my mind, it feels like there's no escape. Come away and dream away. Let imagination light your way to take you as far as your heart can see. Dream away to a place where hope is shining and find your silver lining. Think happy thoughts to make you fly. All it takes is faith, trust and pixie dust. To live will be an awfully big adventure. Believe in fairies and magic and never grow up 🧚🧚♀️🧚♂️🧚🧚♀️🧚♂️🧚🧚♀️🧚♂️🧚🧚♀️🧚♂️