One morning, I woke up and found myself in a small room with old furniture. I looked around and saw a young boy with bright eyes and a kind smile. He said, “Hello, I’m Mustafa.” I was so surprised—he was Mustafa Kemal Atatürk as a child!
We quickly became best friends. We played outside, ran through the fields, and read books together. Mustafa loved reading about history and learning new things. He always asked questions and wanted to understand everything. I learned so much from him.
We went to school together. In class, Mustafa was always the smartest. He helped me with my homework, and I helped him with drawing. During break time, we talked about our dreams. He said he wanted to help his country and make it a better place. I told him I believed in him.
Every day with Mustafa was fun and full of learning. He was brave, kind, and smart. I was proud to be his best friend. Deep in my heart, I knew he would grow up to be a great leader.