The Golden Touch
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- THIS MORNING, I WOKE UP FROM A GREAT SLEEP. I WAS READY FOR FATHER TO TELL ALL HIS GOLD STORIES LIKE HE DID EVERYDAY. SOMETHING WAS WEIRD THOUGH, EVERYTHING JUST FELT OFF. I SKIPPED PAST MY WIERD THOUGHTS, AND DECIDED TO HEAD OUT TO THE GARDEN.
- Hmmm. This is weird. Why is everything…gold! Am I dreaming? Dad must have gotten a paint job on the stairs last night when I went to sleep. Huh …
- I DECIDED TO FORGET ABOUT IT AND HEAD OUTSIDE.
- OH MY! WHAT IS THIS! MY ROSES, THERE ALL… GO-GOLD! I HAVE TO FIND FATHER AND ASK HIM OF THIS MESS.
- I QUICKLY RAN DOWN TO WHERE I FIGURED MY FATHER WOULD BE. I COULD NOT UNDERSTAND ANY OF THIS!
- “FATHER, FATHER!”I YELLED AS HE REACHED HIS ARMS OUT TO ME.
- OUT OF NO WHERE, I FROZE. IT WASN’T LONG UNTIL FATHER WAS ON HIS KNEES CRYING. AND OUT OF NOWHERE, EVERYTHING WENT…BLANK.
- I DON’T WANT GOLD ANYMORE. I CAN’T DO ANYTHING WITH IT! MY LOVELY MARYGOLD! OH, STRANGER MAN! PLEASE REUTRN MY DAUGHTER.
- OUT OF NO WHERE, MY EYES OPENED. ALL I FELT WAS COLD, WET AIR. I WAS SHIVERING, BUT I SAW THE PRETTY TREES AND ROSES. THE SUN WAS OUT, AND NOTHING WAS WET…BUT MY CLOTHES.
- FATHER, I HAVE NO CLUE ABOUT WHAT YOU ARE SAYING, I ALSO DON’T KNOW WHY IM COLD AND WET. BUT WHATEVER HAPPENED, I STILL LOVE YOU.
- OH, MY DEAR MARYGOLD! I’M SO GLAD YOU ARE HERE AND OK. I LOVE YOU AND I’M SO SORRY FOR ALL OF THIS MESS! GOLD IS NOTHING COMPARED TO YOU. THE GREED OF MONEY IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL , AND IT DOES NOT BRING ME ANYTHING BUT SORROW.
- Hmmm. This is weird. Why is everything…gold! Am I dreaming? Dad must have got a paint job on the stairs last night when I went to sleep. Huh …
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