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The house of my dreams.

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Original writing The house of my dreams By preena shah Dedicated to my darling boyfriend hasmit popat who I love will forever and ever. Ever woken up one morning, not knowing where you are? I know, at this moment you're probably thinking what the hell I am talking about!??? How can somebody not know where they are in the morning when they wake up? Obviously you are going to wake up in the same place you fell asleep, right? Wrong! Because anything is possible nowadays! And... it can happen.. it did happen..Infact.. It happened to me.. This morning! This morning, when I woke up, I wasn't sleeping in my own bed, in my own room, in my own house. Instead I was sleeping on a luxurious four-poster bed. It had net curtains hanging down from it. It was really soft and warm. I was snuggling up under a big, warm duvet. I didn't want to get out of bed. It was so comfortable. I wrapped my arms around myself, to keep myself extra warm and turned over onto my other side. I pulled the duvet further up so that it covered my face. I could feel the soft duvet against my cheek. The pillow I was sleeping on felt very supple. A smile crept along my face as I thought of Hasmit. Hasmit was my fianc´┐Ż. We had been engaged for 6 months now and had been dating for 3 years. I loved Hasmit with all my heart and soul. I closed my eyes and thought about the last time I had seen him. We had gone to Graventine Park and I had spent the whole day in his arms. ...read more.


It was ten times the size of my room at home. The room looked so warm and cosy. There was a big fireplace in the far end of the room. In the centre of the room was a glass coffee table. Around the table were sofas. There were four sofas and one rocking chair. I had a rocking chair at home. I used to sit on it when I wanted to think about things. My gran I had given it to me in her will. I turned my head to the left and saw a long brown dining table. It looked like something from Buckingham palace. And could fit about 30 people on it. On the table was set out a big breakfast. There was fruit, cereals, toast and tea. My stomach rumbled furiously. I was getting hungry just by the smell of the food. My mouth was watering. I wanted to walk over to the table and gobble up all the food, but I thought it would be rude to eat someone else's food. The room looked very dark so I walked across the pine floorboards and open the thick burgundy curtains. The curtains must have weighed a tonne. I was just about to walk away from the window when it appeared to me what I had just seen. Outside the window I had just seen what looked like me standing outside my school. It looked like what was the first day of my secondary school. I was standing there with two pigtails in my hair. I was wearing a pleated blue skirt and a light blue shirt with a navy blue jumper on it. I was standing there holding my mum's hands all alone in the middle of the playground. ...read more.


But suddenly the woman sitting next to me said "no, your not dear." I looked at her. My face froze. "Grandma?" I asked. The woman nodded. "Where am I?" I asked. She smiled and said " Preena do you remember when you were little and I used to tell you about the place where we went to after we died? " I nodded and replied, "The house of dreams or something wasn't it?" My grandma said "yes, dear and that's where you are. You are in a small house in dreamland and this is the house of your dreams." That meant I was dead. "This is a house where you relive your most valued moments. Just like you did through those windows." Said my grandma. I got up from the chair I was sitting on and said " how can this be my dream house if the man of my dreams isn't here?" I asked. "But that's where you're wrong honey" she said. I turned around and saw Hasmit standing there. I ran up to him and hugged him tight. My gran looked at us and said, "This is the house of your dreams, both of your dreams because you are made for each other." And then she disappeared. "I love you" I said to Hasmit. "Don't ever leave me again." Then he hugged me tight and said "I promise baby, I promise" I closed my eyes and thought about how lucky I was to have him. Sometimes you don't know what you've got until you've lost it. And usually when you've lost it, it becomes very hard to find again. But not with love. If you've lost your love then you can get it back if your love is true and strong. My love was true and true love always wins in the end no matter how big the problem that they are facing is. ...read more.

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