I grew up as a flower child named Francesca in Uruguay, making my first "B" movie at fourteen. I was a sensation locally, but, tragically, the world did not appreciate my talents. My lover, Bruno, intent on killing me because of my infidelity, forced me to flee to the United States, the land of new beginnings and redemption.
I have a recurring dream, however, that I am a North American woman from Alabama, USA. I go to Wesleyan College in Macon, Georgia and later to graduate school in Georgia. My dream continues that I marry a man who teaches math and that we have two children who share with us in our happy existence in the United States, far away from Uruguay and my checkered past.
In my dream, my name is Jennifer Johnson. It is a common, yet lovely name, which allows me to be free from the clutches of Bruno.
Oh, wait. Maybe my dream is my life. Yes, it is! I do, however, love to create other worlds to dream in and fall in love with. I wrote my first love story in seventh grade. It was about two teenagers who meet at beach camp. They get stranded on a top bunk of a bed by a wolf. I kept this epic novel in a bright pink notebook and carried it with me everywhere. It disappeared one day and; alas, the young lovers' story was never resolved. If I had finished it, it would have been a happy ending because I'm a big believer in happy endings! And I'm still hoping that pink notebook will show up somewhere.
P.S. I can't take credit for Francesca-she's from an old Kids in the Hall comedy sketch.
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