House of dreams and wishes

My name is Alice. I live in a family of two, includeing me, and my dad who works 24/7, so he can provide for us. I can’t afford school, but I do work in a old toy, which has been around for decades. Almost everynight, we have nothing but an empty plate and have to deal with starvation for the night, and I most despise the smell of the dumpster right next to out mud hut, and I have to wake up every with a broken nose, and numb tast buds from the constant catch of flies. Once early, morning I took a walk in the arms of the garden, having hope that some spiritual energy would slightly lighten up my day. The hypnotic aroma of the hibiscus blooms, lurked my to a grand, marble house. With not any consideration, I went inside. It was like a living dream, gold bars were nicely stacked up one by one, and beautiful coins glimmered in the ray of the sunshine. Suddenly, thoughts and feelings flooded my mind, it was like a huge tsunami, filled with hopes and dreams, came crashing it to my mind. I heard footsteps, I quickly, left the property and headed back to the out house. I saw dad waiting outside with a big smile, and behind hime was the house of our own dreams. “ Hello, again, look what fortune has offered up this time.” He said. I broke down into tears and looked at a huge building dominating the painted horizon, I went inside….inside I saw, dancers dancing, artists painting, bands playing,

it was a world, a dream, it was heaven. I looked out of the window, the sun peeped out from the clouds, and the sky looked like it had been freashly painted my an artist. It was a place of textures, colours, shapes and a mix of all other things. I looked across the room and saw mamma, waving back at me with her heart smiling gleafully. I ran into her arms, but the very second I touched her, it was back to reality. No painting artists, mama, it was just the normal world Thant I live in.

Dad entered the door and started crying as he told me the worse news that even hurt my ears. “ Honey I am so sorry, we both lost our jobs and now we will have to find new ones, sorry honey.” He told me as he cried and cried. This was worse than reality, but even today thoughts about the great house, occupy my mind and I still wonder I will ever even have a life like this.

Part 2

Today, I went to my friend Camilla who is an expert taro reader. “ Ah, what brings a pitiful soul like you over here in need for some reading?” She asked, told her all about house and gave some pennies along with a couple broken buttons, from an old jacket once in my possession. “ Oh darling, darling, I require more than this bur it will do. Oh, oh no uhh…that is good oh oh, the cards say first you will be a homeless girl, living out on the streets of England, but then you will get a job, and become a very rich and wise person, and your dad will be aswell. “ She replyed, I really appreciated how she did it in very little cost, but I was nervous about the future, I also could not tel my dad, he would get very angery knowing that I spend money on something he does not think is true, I went home but when I reache…