Teen Pregnancy Forum - My Candy Land Paper

Hey everyone-
i just wanted to share thsi paper with all of you because...Well some of you helped with it...Hope you like it.

The fairy tale that ends

once upon a time I lived in a fairy tale land. In a sparkling, gold castle filled with gumdrops, lollipops, and chocolate cookies. As you walked outside this candy land world, you would see all sorts of magical things. The trees were like giant towering gummy bears waiting for you to stick out your tongue and take a lick. All the flowers were overfilling with different flavors of ice cream. You would drive on roads made of different kinds of candy bars. If you were ever lost, you would smell the mouthwatering scent of your road to find your way back home. It was a childhood heaven; full of glittery, fluttering butterflies that I would chase throughout the garden trying to steal pixie dust off of their delicate wings. Out of all the beautiful things, my favorite one as a child was this river that flowed so delicately through out the whole land. It was called, “the chocolaty river.” the whole river was made out of creamy chocolate that had speckles of glitter mixed within the chocolaty river. Smiling, colorful fish would playfully splash in the river, and lily pads of gumdrops would float about as frogs would dance along them. All the innocent eyed children in our land would come to chocolaty river everyday after school to play.

In my candy land childhood; I never had any horrifying worries to ruin my happiness. I lived with a stretched out rainbow painted across the never ending blue skies. The hot, shining sun always reflected the rays of my smile. My secure childhood world contained no handicaps, racism, or prejudice. It was my childhood play land that I never wanted to leave.

Candy land was my security blanket that blinded me from all of the horrible things that happened around me. Everyone has to grow up out of their mysterious childhood world. Every year the pleasant, blue skies started to fade as the dark, blackish skies came thundering into my land. All of this deep, saddening darkness broke my heart; I never felt such intolerable pain in my life. The river of chocolate slowly turned to thick, gooey blood. The delicate flowing chocolate turned to high rapids that generated into splashes of blood that would fly through the air. What used to be smiles filled with happiness are now frowns, and looks of scorn filled with deceit and anger. I couldn’t stand to hear the haunting sounds of gun shots that were killing innocent people.

How could such a magical place turn into such a gruesome world? When you start to realize what this world really is as you get older; that’s when you stop flying in your fairy tale land. As your wings stop fluttering; you suddenly fall onto this cold, bloody concrete road that once was made of delicious smelling chocolate. As you start getting used to this horrifying, demonic place; you learn you can’t trust the people with hearts filled full of evil. There is a heart wrenching pain in everything. I still have wet tears flowing down my cheeks when I look up at the dark, dungeon sky hoping to locate my brightly, colorful rainbow that I once painted across the heavenly blue skies. No matter what kind of happiness I could try to feel in this hellish world; it would never be the same happiness of my magical, candy-filled land. As you get older the world turns into a world of freezing hatred and dungeon of dying darkness.

When you were of innocence, you didn’t have to force a smiling face. I wish I would go back to that gold, sparkling castle; full of tender, warm hugs and tingly, wet kisses. I wanted to grow up so fast but I never thought it would be like this. I guess as you get older that’s when the childish fairy tale ends. I am not a child anymore; for I can no longer see this world through my childhood eyes.