Fantasy to reality ?

Dear diary I think I've lost my mind.

Today was a day I'll never forget. It all started in my little room in our quiet neighborhood on the outskirts of the city. The sun was setting, casting long shadows that stretched across the streets. I sat at my desk, my favorite pencil in hand, and stared at a blank piece of paper.

The weight of my family's financial struggles hung over me like a dark cloud. We've always had a tough time making ends meet, and I wished there was some way I could help. So, with determination in my heart, I decided to try something different tonight.

In the corner of my room, I have this shelf with all my comic books and action figures, mostly superheroes. Iron Man, in his shiny suit, has always been my favorite. It was the kind of suit that made you feel invincible, like you could do anything. I thought, "What if I could draw something like that?"

As my pencil danced across the paper, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and doubt. Could I really draw something that cool? I focused on every detail of Iron Man's helmet, trying to get it just right. When I finished, I held my breath, flipped the paper over, and hoped for the impossible.

Suddenly, the room came to life. There was a faint, mechanical hum in the air, and a shimmering light radiated from the back of the paper. It was unbelievable. The Iron Man helmet I'd drawn was detaching from the paper, floating right in front of my eyes. It was real.

I reached out and touched it. The cold, hard surface sent shivers down my spine. This was a game-changer. I could create things from my drawings. I was like a superhero myself, or so i wanted to be.

My heart raced, and I whispered, "This is incredible!"

But my curiosity got the best of me. Could I do it again? I decided to push the boundaries of my newfound power. I started drawing again, this time, the intricate Iron Man gauntlet. As I flipped the paper over, my heart pounded, and I watched in awe as the gauntlet materialized in front of me.

I held the gauntlet, my mind racing with possibilities. "I could make anything I draw come to life," I realized. "I could be a superhero, or I could be rich beyond my wildest dreams."

As I held the gauntlet, I couldn't help but imagine the incredible things I could do with this power. "What do I do with this gift?" I wondered, knowing that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't even begin to imagine. I kept my creations in an old shoe box in my closet ,hiding it between the many piles of clothes in my clothes basket .

I could be a GOD… or I could be rich

For now I had to go to sleep it was getting late out . So that night I went to sleep dreaming of how I would use my power to its fullest ability's , I wonder how I gained this ability but for now I sleep knowing that fate is in my hands.

-Neo