My House

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As I approach the island on which my dream house awaits, I catch a quick

glimpse of it. It is huge, and is the most noticeable building in the area. My private

plane lands on the air strip next to the house. I get out of the plane and start my journey

through a heavily wooded path leading to my dream house. I walk with anxiety toward

the house at which I will spend the rest of my life. All around me lie the most beautiful

trees and plants you have ever seen. It is peaceful but you can hear the sounds of birds

chirping and small forest creatures frolicking in the under brush. As I continue to walk

along the path the end starts to appear. I now see my house for the first time up close.

Nothing could have prepared me for the moment I was about to experience.

        My house that I designed is all I imagined and more. It is a four story dream on a

huge fifteen acre lot. As I approach the stairs at the entrance to the house I am

surrounded by four columns leading to the most elegant doors I have ever seen. They are

made of mahogany and have a stained glass window in the center. The handles and the

frame is made of brass. As I continue around the house I come across three windows

overlooking the entrance to the house. There are black shutters on each window. As the

porch continues to the south side of the house I am now looking over the Pacific Ocean.

A huge eight foot picture is facing the same way I am. As I look down and observe the

ocean I see two piers jutting out into the Pacific. On either side of...