Monday, April 16, 2007
My Rich Dream
Last night I had a dream. I dreamt that I was a teenage orphan whom a rich man adopted to keep his wife happy as they had lost their daughter 10 years ago.
I had a good life, and everyone said I was the kindest and sweetest girl in town.
Recently, Mummy (my foster mother), had some doubts about me. Eventually a girl, Sally, jealous of me said she was the real daughter.
Although I was shocked, I did not treat her as an enemy. If Sally really is my foster parents’ daughter, I will just leave.
This is the final test. I had done well in my manners( just like the real daughter’s behaviour) and in my handwriting previously.
Mummy had taken our DNA and checked. Daddy was sure I will be kicked out, so he gave me a cheque. The DNA result is finally out.
My foster parents looked at it and suddenly they gave me a bear hug. “You really are Simone!”
Then I woke up, realizing it was just a dream.
--Mary HAD a little lamb--
3:31 PM