a nightmare

it 'a burning smell in my sleep I felt my heart racing I wanted to scream but I can't do it I felt someone woke me I was surprised he was a good looking good man dressed he was red with green eyes shaking my eyes well I realized my mistake it was not a man but a child he woke me up because he saw how I was crying my ego dictated my conduct and I stood up and pushed him because I was ashamed to see a kid worried about me from the height of my 15 years then the kid said to me you sing well the I turned red with shame and wanted to ask him how he knows it I brought my face closer to his and left him my look blacker the he was scared and said that I sing like an angel and he did not understand why I do not answer him I moved away from him and I went away in anger and covered with shame then the my mother who my saw my immediately sent me shower and changed meGoing up the stairs I made so much noise that my mother was shocked in my room I undress slowly in front of the mirror to contemplate my porcelain skin and thinking about this little scoundrel I blushed in shame and went to the shower the domestic one put her to degrease dust when she had to wash my hair I sank in the bathtub I saw a second person entered who approached the bathtub and sought to drowned me I struggled like crazy then the person released me and when I got up I wanted to accuse my servant but I realized that there was nobody then I took my breath and got up and I took my towel so when entering my room the maids began to pompom me and get dressed around the afternoon had tasted theirs I went down with grace and elegance and all eyes were on meall eyes were on me the more I felt the eyes on me the more I raised my head and gave the air haughty I raised my chin with audacity then arrived at the end of the steps there I was surprised by 3 young man who had to have little near my age group were placed at the bottom of the stairs each handing me a gift The first one was blond and big in size with a square jaw and beautiful green eyes he looked like an Italian and he handed me a bouquet of roses this bouquet was made up of pink roses red rose and indian rose I walked in front of him then crossed it ignoring and passed to the next one it had the typical profile of an Englishman black eyes black hair a small hat on his head his hands covered with glove with an impeccable tuxedo handed him a box with a magnificent emerald necklace this resplendent necklace was worth a fortune despite that I told him how dare you bring me such a hideous jewel there I tra pour it without saying anything and pass to the last candidate who was simpler to him the profile of a French brown hair and brown eyes he imposes a certain presence he handed me a box filled with a collection of sweets that I was still passing then having crossed all his young

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