1 September 2012
The above inspired me to look out my school English jotters, as I remembered writing a small piece on the subject 25 years ago! Here it is, without edit, written by 11 year old me (I have used the original title):
If I was constantly nagged by both my parents I would make my own private world to go.
It would be a fantasy world with magic where good and evil are always fighting each other.
I would be a barbarian, the leader of a tribe and I would be invincible. A magic-user with unlimited powers. Killing everything evil. I could fight, getting my frustration out without hurting anyone or anything in the real world.
There would be cute, loveable creatures and their reverse; horrible mutations which feed on human flesh. Wizards would fight each other for supremacy in their own section of my world, where few dare to go (apart from me), where dinosaurs roamed the earth but did not rule it.
Dragons would need killing or subduing; people needing rescued and peasants needing fed.
I would work my way up in each day dream, eventually ruling over everything in all sections.
That's if I needed to make up my own world. But I don't.
My Dream World • Opuss № I