My Dream

MY DREAM



I've been looking for it for as long as I can remember. Ever since I first heard about it I've been trying to find it.



ATLANTIS



The mythical city. It was advanced for it's time so much that they thought they could defy the gods. So the gods punished them and cast the city in to the sea. There is no historical record of where it was and many have been thought a fool for seeking it but I know it is out there.



I know it existed and I know it still exists today. I can't explain it to you or to me but it's like knowing you have a brain, you just have to seek it.



When I was born no one had the technology to travel to the ocean floor. I could only study, research and seek understanding to where it might be.



I looked at the land features of new and old, the trade routs and patterns of the times, the tax record of cities around the time, anything to see if any one had a record of Atlantis.



Finally I found it, the one bit of information that could lead me to The Lost City and I held on to it like my life depended on it. I shared it with no body, up until that point every one thought I was crazy to believe in The Lost City and some thought I should be locked up.



I tried to convince some one about Atlantis but they turned up their noses to it. I told them "You believe more in the myth of King Arthur when there is the same amount of evidence of such a man as there is for The Lost City of Atlantis." They didn't talk to me again after that but I knew I was right.



After waiting a long time, technology had caught up with my dream. You could now explore the wonders of the ocean floor. It was all over my head the ins and outs but I managed to hire a crew and vessel to see if my life's work and dream was for nothing.



With the bit of information I had kept from my peers I was ready. Ready to either say to the world that I was wrong and have been a fool all these years or show them proof that all my hard work was not in vain and Atlantis truly does exist.



The crew I hired was supportive about my goal and even though jokes were made none of them were made to harm.



We traveled by boat to the place I was convinced Atlantis was. The crew had a submarine that could travel with out a passenger but we could still see and control it. We lowered it into the water and started it up.



I didn't expect to find it the first day. Even though the information had narrowed the search margin it was still a big area.



By the fourth day I was starting to lose hope. We were coming near the end of my search area and we haven't found a trace of Atlantis. I have stared to prepare a speech in my head telling the historic community that I had been wrong when all of a sudden there was a loud cry from the control room. I ran in and gasped at what I saw on the screen.



There it was; my city. The crew around me was yelling and hugging each other and me. As the submarine traveled through the structure I couldn't see the seaweed or the barnacles and fish swimming around, all I could see was the beautiful rock and features that made up my city.



ATLANTIS



After all those years of being knocked down by my peers and friends I told the world that I had been right and I had proof of my discovery. I know some people will still refuse to believe I had found it and will never accept the proof in front of them but that doesn't matter at all to me. I had found Atlantis, I had followed my dream and I succeeded.