Have you ever wanted to do something, but because it seems so far-fetched and near impossible you just gave up and accepted your place in life?
Owen Davis always wanted to be a comedian ever since he was a little boy, he loved the feeling of making people feel good and seeing people laugh. However he didn’t even attempt to achieve his dream because he thought it was a ridiculous thing to wish for. Things like that never happened to normal people like Owen….
That is until he met Lena.
Lena wanted to be a footballer, but she was also scared to fulfill her ambitions. One day she said to him that if he chased his dreams, she would chase hers.
This is one ordinary man’s story on his quest to be somebody. “It’s time to stop playing safe, this is my moment, and I’ve got to take it.” He thought. But will he reach the heights he has always dreamed of? Or will he fall by the wayside like thousands of other wannabes?
First few paragraphs:
“A race car driver? Ha! Good luck with that!” one of the popular kids shouted. The other kids laughed, assumingly because they wanted to fit in.
It was careers day at school. We all had to stand up and say what we wanted to do when we were older. Whoever thought of this bright idea should have been shot. It was humiliating for everyone except the popular kids and caused anxiety amongst a lot of the shier kids. I didn’t actually want to be a race car driver; I just assumed that’s what people wanted to hear. I didn’t want to stand out, this was school for god’s sake. Standing out is not the best thing to do as you then have a target on your back waiting to be bullied. Truth be told I always wanted to be a comedian. Ever since I was young I loved being the centre of attention. Not in a selfish way. I thrived in the spotlight because I wanted to entertain people, to make them happy. I got told when I was a little boy I would sing hours on end to anyone who would listen. As I got older I slowly started getting the feel for comedy. Making someone laugh was a great feeling, it was something I wish I could do for the rest of my life. But of course there was no way that these vultures were going to find out that. I wasn’t a very confident kid. Normally I would say a few things meant as a joke and all I would get were weird looks. “They just don’t get it.” I thought to myself. However the more people who would consider me weird as opposed to funny the more I started to believe them when they said I was weird.
I sat back down thinking that I’d avoided being laughed at for another day. That’s all I considered school was; like a prison camp where you keep your head down and your life won’t be ruined for the future. I’d heard all the legends about kids who had shit themselves at school, or the one about Alfie Butler who came in his pants when a girl held his hand. They say Alfie killed himself about 10 years later after a long battle with drugs and depression. I didn’t want that to happen to me. So I kept my head down and avoided eye contact with anyone who had the power and/or confidence to destroy me emotionally. As I was saying, I wanted to be a comedian, not for the money, definitely not for the fame, but to make people feel good. When people felt good, I felt good. The problem was these people were right; I wasn’t funny. There were a couple of times where I mumbled a joke to one of the school jokers and they stole it. When everyone laughed I wasn’t even angry. That was all I wanted, to make people laugh. Whether someone else got the credit for it or not didn’t bother me the slightest. “My joke made people laugh.” I’d think to myself as I was walking away smiling. However my delivery was shocking, so I tucked that dream away and put it down to a childish fad like when some kids want to be a fireman or an astronaut. I buried it deep within my emotions and started considering a more feasible career. Maybe something boring like Marketing. Something where I can blend in with society and not have to worry about any of these stupid dreams ever again.