Once upon a time, there lived a little girl named Jazmynn Schmetzke. Jazmynn had big, bright eyes, and long, flowing hair as dark as midnight. She was as sweet as a honeybee and as silly as a clown. But most of all, Jazmynn loved to dream.
Every night, Jazmynn would close her eyes and journey into a magical world. She would fly through the clouds on a fluffy pink cloud, dance with talking animals in a rainbow forest, and sail across a chocolate river on a bubble boat.
One night, Jazmynn's dream was a little bit different. She found herself in a land of shimmering stars and glowing flowers. As she walked through the dreamlike realm, she came across a beautiful golden tree. The tree was so tall that its branches seemed to reach up to the sky.
Suddenly, the tree began to speak. "Hello, Jazmynn Schmetzke," it said in a gentle voice. "I have been waiting for you."
Jazmynn was startled. "Me?" she asked. "What for?"
"You are a special child," the golden tree said. "You have a pure heart and a bright imagination. You are destined to do great things."
Jazmynn didn't know what to say. She had never thought of herself as special before.
"But what should I do?" she asked.
"That is for you to decide," the tree said. "But remember, your dreams are the seeds of your destiny. Nurture them, and they will bloom into something extraordinary."
Jazmynn smiled. She knew that the golden tree was right. Her dreams were her own special treasure, and she would do everything she could to protect them.
And so, Jazmynn Schmetzke returned to her own world, but she never forgot the golden tree's words. She held her dreams close to her heart, and as she grew older, she used them to inspire her life. She became a writer, a painter, and a singer, and she shared her dreams with the world through her art.
And every night, as she drifted off to sleep, Jazmynn Schmetzke would journey back to the land of shimmering stars and glowing flowers. She would thank the golden tree for its wisdom, and she would dream of all the wonderful things that were yet to come.
So, my dear children, never be afraid to dream. Your dreams are the keys to a magical world where anything is possible. Hold them close, and they will lead you to a life filled with joy and wonder.
Sweet dreams, my little dreamers.
Love, Jazmynn Schmetzke