As I stood holding the hands of mom and dad, with an amazing fountain that sang beautiful melodies and changed an array of colors in the background, I saw something that I, along with all other kids, have dreamed and wished would come true all their lives. It was a vision that I thought was only seen in my dreams, came to life [coming alive], and was standing right before me. I immediately looked down, assuming that it was nothing but my imagination. I’m only a four foot, nine year old girl, how did I get so lucky to see this most honored creature, known and loved all around the world?
A few seconds went by and the big dark shadow still covered me. Remaining silent, I looked about a foot in front of me on the cobblestone sidewalk and saw them: the biggest shoes I have ever seen, as big as a giant[']s! Despite their size, they wouldn’t dare to hurt even a fly. As my eyes continued to travel up, I admired his velvet black coat that covers his entire body. I can only imagine the warm embrace of his arms around me. Next thing I knew it, a big white glove, without a speck of dirt in sight reached out in front of me[,] inviting my hand to shake his. I timidly let go of my right hand previously holding my mom[']s and reached out to meet his. He excitedly grabbed my small, weak hand in his big white glove and shook it quite violently. Something came over me. The excitement and happiness that was contained in him somehow passed through me. It was a reassurance that this was for real. I immediately upon mere joy, leaped into his open arms with a grin on my face from ear to ear. He held me up in the sky, spinning me around[.] I felt like I was flying among a world where anything was possible and where all dreams come true. I felt surprisingly safe and an overall comfort in his arms. It’s as if the world stopped only for a few seconds. As he put me down he gave me an Eskimo kiss, with the tip of his small black nose touching mine, while tickling my face with his long whiskers.
The moment my feet touched the ground, I was back in reality, on earth standing between my mom and dad. I had entered a world that no parent could understand or even recognized existed. It was a world that only a child was a part of. I took a few steps back, allowing myself to look at him as a whole. He put his thumbs in his big, round ears, the same my dad always used to do to make me feel better, and I let out a laugh. Then, it came. The thing I have been expecting all this time: his laugh! The high pitched giggle that puts a smile on anyone's face! This was the laugh of who else but the famous Mickey Mouse himself. I don't know what it is, but I had this connection with him as if I have known him all my life. He understood me and I felt that I could confide in him about anything. After a few minutes of watching and laughing with him, another little girl, much younger, approached us, with the same look of awe and excitement as I had. I thought that Mickey was just going to give her a quick welcoming hello and then turn his attention back to me. I had already put together a very detailed itinerary for us [!!!]. We were going to ride Dumbo the Flying Elephant Ride and Country Bear Jamboree, eat lots and lots of candy, and then watch the fireworks in Epcot from the top of the Eiffel Tower. But [Instead, ] he did the exact opposite[, b]ut I understood. Mickey is only one mouse and there are a billion kids just like me waiting for that moment that they all dream of.
The week went by before I knew it[,] and it was time to leave the beautiful weather of Orlando, Florida and return home to Pittsburgh. As my family and I walked through the airport, we past a small store selling souvenirs. I couldn't help but notice the cute stuffed Mickey Mouse in the window. I begged my mom to get it for me. I told her it could be an early Christmas present, [and] she fell for it. On the two hour plane ride back, holding my new Mickey, I thought about how much fun I had[,] and I couldn't wait to tell all my friends. Like most other kids at my age, I have always dreamed of going to Disney World and meeting Mickey Mouse. I can now say[,] without a doubt, that “dreams really do come true!”