Personal Narrative: The Imaginary Land Of Chattahoochee Hills

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Only those with the truest spirit could unlock the invincible power to the Key of Happiness. In the mythical land of Chattahoochee Hills, it's forests call those spirit to enter the secret World of Tomorrow, so they could live together, unite as one, and dance under the limitless sky. The World of Tomorrow, reveals the secrets of the key thought back years ago, "in a time when darkness roamed and creativity and joy were forbidden. There was an inventor with only one dream, releasing the world from its misery. He built an instrument assembled in an enormous work of art. To protect this creation, he fabricated a mythical key that would only be found by the purest of hearts." As these spirits follow the mythical power of the key, "a new chapter …show more content…
The trees begin to fade, as the sun radiates on to the open field of grass, where people wondered from all over the world to join together to live as neighbors in one special community. My friends and I claim our space in the Dreamville neighborhood laying our tents, chairs, and bags in four corners spaced far apart from each other, to create a square of land for ourselves to camp on. Since the extra space we had allowed us more room for relaxing and activities, my friends and I developed unforgettable friendships with our neighbors surrounding our space. Later, the day begins to age and the sky fills with sparkling stars, the Dreamville community awakens for the night, and everyone journeys to the sound of bass echoing throughout the hilltops. We become one, as the glorious patch-work hot air balloon stage arises in front of us with screens beaming luminous energy into each one of our bodies. The wind blows through our hair while we dance wildly under the nights sky. In this moment, we allow strangers to become neighbors, and neighbors into new friendships, nothing could deprive happiness from our free

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