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Essay Archive - Personal Writing: The House of My Dreams
Personal Writing: The House of My Dreams
As a child I imagined how my life would be as an adult. Perhaps,
every individual had similar fantasies. The perfect spouse, successful
position, flawless environment, and breath taken mention. The clearest
image I had was of my future house.
I see it as a sixty five hundred square feet of red brick. The
driveway made of black tiles would lead to the front door made of red wood.
The house would be isolated with a tall fence matching the house with an
enormous golden gate. The garden surrounding the mention would be
tast....
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