5 Minutes Freewrite Writing Prompt 2870: her dream Maya was a high-spirited girl and she always smiled regardless of how difficult life appeared. She wanted to be a painter who would fill the world with colors since childhood. She was fond of drawing in her little book, in sunsets and flowers and people around her. People ridiculed her by saying that there was no use in painting and she would never become successful but Maya never gave up. She labored, and did it day after day, and made garments, combining cheerful hues, that corresponded to she merry mood. Her paintings appeared at one of the local exhibitions one day. Her creativity astonished people, and she was finally given the recognition that she deserved. Maya fluttered with joy since her dream was no extraordinary dream it had become a reality.