If You Can Dream It, You Can Achieve It- Friday Flash

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By Melissa L. Webb

The power of the human mind is an awesome thing. Chloe couldn’t help but think that as she toured her new home, slipping in and out of each room as if floating on cloud nine.

Six months ago, she never dreamed this could be hers. She was a young woman with no job, no friends or family, no roof to put over her head. That’s all she had been.

Broken and alone.

She thought it would be the end of her; she would die, cold and alone, in some back alley.

That idea scared her to death. She didn’t want to die like that. She couldn’t have her life mean nothing in the end. Just because the world had ripped everything she loved away from her didn’t mean she had to accept it. It was her time. It was up to her to change her fate.

Chloe decided to create a new life for herself. A life she could be proud of. She thought long and hard about what she truly wanted and when she had her answers, she went about shaping that life. Using any means possible to find her outcome.

If you can dream it, you can achieve it. That’s what her father had always told her. She knew now it was possible. She had done it.

She flitted through the house, straightening a curtain here, fluffing a pillow there. This was her prize for all the sacrificing she had done. A normal life. Her Valhalla at the end of a long and rough journey.

When she had stumbled into that office and found herself with an assistant’s job, she thought they had made a horrible mistake. When she learned how much it paid, she thought the cosmos was playing some kind of joke on her.

Any minute the ax would drop and her new found luck would be severed away.

But when she realized she was good at the job and that the management couldn’t be happier, she began to breathe a little easier. This was her life now.

It was the life she deserved.

Chloe rented a small studio apartment. It was rundown and dingy, but at least it kept her warm and allowed her a place to call her own.

As paycheck after paycheck rolled in, she managed to save enough to find a house. One she could rent with an option to buy. The minute she set eyes on the it, she knew it was her dream home. She signed the paperwork on the spot.

She floated through that house now, a song in her heart as she stopped to check herself in the hallway mirror.

Sean was on his way over.

They had reservations at the newest, trendiest restaurant in the city. They hadn’t been there yet, but Chloe had heard nothing but rave reviews. Anybody who was anyone absolutely loved the place.

Humming to herself, she reapplied her Berry Fantastic lipstick. It had become her signature color and Sean loved it on her.

She couldn’t believe how lucky she was to find him. She met him through her boss. Sean was the new protégé at the law firm her company used. He was tall, blond, good looking, and a lawyer. You couldn’t get better than that.

Sean was exactly what she’d been dreaming of all her life. Her prince charming. And now he was hers. Life couldn’t get any better.

Chloe couldn’t help but smile as she plopped her lipstick back in her bag. There were whispers of something big happening tonight. Their friends had assured her this was the night Sean would ask her to marry him.

That thought absolutely thrilled her. She would be his forever. A lawyer’s wife with her own successful career. Her future looked perfect.

The doorbell rang. Running across the room, she giggled. He was right on time.

Sean stood in her doorway, a twinkle in his eye as he stared down at her. “Hello, sweetheart. You look absolutely amazing.”

She smiled, glancing down at her new dress. “Thank you.”

Pulling her into his arms, he held her close. “I missed you,” he spoke softly against her hair.

“I missed you, too.” She always missed him when they were apart.

He stepped back, but his eyes still caressed her. “Are you ready? I have a magical night planned for you.”

She smiled up at him. “I was born ready.”

He returned her smile with a mischievous grin. “Let’s go show the world what true love looks like.” Slipping his arm around her, they headed down the hall on the way to their new beginning. Life was perfect.


Two people watched the young woman on the bed through the monitor. She sat there motionless, her thin, pale body reminding them of a refugee from a concentration camp. But it was the look in her eyes which worried them. They were lifeless. Completely void of any emotion.

“What’s wrong with her, doctor?” the woman watching the monitor asked the man next to her.

He glanced down at the chart in his hands, silently thinking before he answered. “She malnourished and suffering from hypothermia. They found her this morning on a park bench. If I had to guess, I’d say she’s been living on the streets for at least six months.”

“Will she be alright?”

“We can treat her body, but her mind…She’s unresponsive, maybe even showing early stages of catatonia. Except every once in a while she whispers the name Sean.”

The woman frowned, saddened by the girl’s condition. “Do you know who she is?”

The doctor shook his head. “No. They’re running her fingerprints, but right now she’s just another Jane Doe. And unfortunately this one is living in her own world. Some place where I doubt anyone can reach her.”

© 2013 Melissa L. Webb


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