6 The Lost Passion

"Momma, when I grow up I will became a wizard!!!"

"Well you better cut that dream off right now because you can't"

"whyyyyyy????!!!"

"Because you're obviously a barbarian"

"NOOOOOO!!!"

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After done reminiscing the old day, I open the packaging that have the old man things.

"woooahhh!!! this is soo epic, the magical robe that a legit wizard wore!!"

"Awesome!! look at this wand and gem, soo beautiful"

"This wizard hat!!!...meh it just a hat"

All the old man things that wizard related was include the wizard robe which blue in color with yellow star embroidered on it, a wizard hat with same pattern, a wand with a red sparkling gem at the head of it and a black grimoire.

As I look at all of this with fervent gaze, I slowly take it one by one and wore it. The feeling of heart that beating soo fast as I wore the robe, the fascinating look at my face as I took a look at the mirror.

"..."

"...This is bad.."

"..this really bad.."

"I look reaaaaallllly cool!!!"

The image that I dreamed since I was a child and the me right now give a thrill that I had never felt before. Then, I suddenly think of an idea.

"This really a best day of my life" I said with the largest grin on my face.