In all my life I've had very few regrets. Of all my misgivings this has been my greatest. It was a warm fresh day. All the little dragons and I were on our way out of town, free at last. I had passed my SERPENT (Standardized Evil Reptile Preparation Exam for Naive Test-takers.) with flying colors, I had been accepted into the finest school of education for dinosaurs, and my parents, Betty and Bronco, were so proud to see me fly across that platform and receive my diploma.
"Blaze Boomslangskin."
I could feel the wind in my scales, this was my last day stuck in Bunnydale. I was tired of people judging me and telling me things were out of my grasp. Today was the day my life began. I took my diploma from Professor Shinely and joined my class.
“For the first time,” Professor Shinely exclaimed, “I give you the class of 2000!” That was it. I threw my hat and soared higher than the stars. I was gone. There was no other feeling than having nothing to hold you back.
I flew to my favorite spot, a quite secluded meadow. I guess you could say I’m sort of an odd fellow. I love to dance, paint pictures of flowers and teacups, and read copious amounts of books. This meadow was my sanctuary. The only place I could truly be me. A wide open field where I had room to do my plies and tondues, a babbling brook which gave a peaceful soundtrack to gorgeous setting, flowers of every color of the rainbow, they were all a part of me. They say home is where the heart it, if so, this is where my home has always been. I’ve always dreamed of being a star, despite the wishes of my parents. I always wanted to dance.
Swish… Woosh… Swish… I began dancing. I only feel like me when I dance. I have no prohibitions. I was happy to be alone, well I thought I was alone.
“BLAZE! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?” Oh no. My heart stopped. No one had ever seen me perform yet alone my strict and unforgiving,
“Father!” I was caught red handed. “Well, uh, well dad I’m-I’m dancing.”
“Dancing,” He puffed out his chest and flapped his wings in fury. “Dancing is no way for someone like you to spend your free time! I came flying after you when I saw you weren’t at the after party with your class mates. How do expect to fit in if you don’t even try!?”
“Dad, I’m not pretending. This is who I am. I’m a dancer. I have been my whole life. I only fit in when I dance! You just refuse to see me for who I really am!”
“STOP! This is it. No more dancing. You are to go to Dixford with your classmates, get your degree and have a good job like your mother and father! We have sacrificed so much for you and we won’t let you waste it on pointless dreams. Grow up!” The contempt in my father’s eyes was clear. I stared at him. I loathed him, and yet he was my father, what was I to do?
I followed my dad out of the meadow. March out of my home and banded to ever come back, and then he did the unthinkable.
CRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
The meadow was gone. My dad had set everything on fire. The flowers, trees, even the brook was gone. “Now you can never come back!” I fly after my father with tears in my eyes, there was nothing I could do, I had to honor his wishes.
12 years later…
I am now sitting at a desk, in a cubical, in an office. I have my cushy accounting job and a family, my wife and two cubs that I supply for. I have my diploma from Dixford on the wall with pictures of my family and charts surrounding it. I’m normal. Absolutely nothing about me is extraordinary.
There hasn’t been a day in my life when I haven’t wondered what could have been. If I continued to dance, where would I be now and how different would my life be? On this cold December day I took a detour on my way home from another drowning day at work. I flew and flew and flew. With every flap I could feel my heart warming. I was finally after all these years coming home. I arrived to the spot where the babbling brook, beautiful flowers, and sky high trees used to be. I walked the fields I used to know and there it was. A single red rose. A symbol of hope in my now distressed life.
I can always change my future. My past is set in stone and it has taken 12 years, but I realized I can do anything! And like that rose, I can succeed in the harshest of conditions.
Name: Blaze Boomslanskin
Occupation: accountant
Family: Wife, 2 cubs, and mom and dad
Favorite Pass Time: reading and painting
Hidden Talent: Dancing.
In 1927, Adams' made his first visualized photograph, Monolith, the Face of Half Dome. Through his work Adams' met many famous photographers and created many milestones in the field of photography. He prompted photography as a fine are and played a major role in establishing the first muesum of department, at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City. 
