A big White House sat nestled inside a grove overgrown with daisies anddandelions, vines twisted around the old house's base; it looked practicallyunlivable yet, a young girl called this place home. There was no furniture, andthe house’s walls where filled with holes, the only thing was a small closetwith a small white blanket, the girl spent hours in this closet, she did not play,she did not giggle, she did not smile, but she lay this this small closet anddream of a better home, a big White House sati nestled inside a grove abeautiful garden around the yard, with flowers and sore bushes; it looked likethe most magnificent home in the world yet, it was all. A dream. The little girlstill lay in the little closet escaping reality and thinking of her magnificenthome, she loved it, even if none of it was real.
