"Son, thank you very much. Now, I've already bought a house. We're moving today. Pack your bags. You don't need to worry about working. We got a hundred million! It will last FOREVER. I'm so happy, son." He told me after we had won the lottery. "Yes, me too, Dad. I have a question." I told him. "Yes, what is it?" He asked. "I want to move schools," I told Dad. He chuckled softly. "Of course, son. Anything. We will send you to a private school. It's near our house. I bought a Lamborghini. You can look outside. Oh, and for the school..., you will attend 'Studiel Academy'. There are reviews. Reviews exist, yes, son. It's a five-star school! Are you excited?" He asked. I smiled. "YES, DAD! VERY!" I was... Happy? For the first time in years... In 10 years. I went out to see the Lamborghini. EVERYTHING was going too fast! It was all good!... But, not for long...
I had a dream that night at our new house. Not another lottery number. Here's what happened:
I was surrounded by fairies, mermaids, and people who seemed kind. Everything felt fantastic and joyful there. A little kind girl asked me: "Would you like a flower?" "How much is it?" I asked back. She looked confused. "What? It's free." She told me. "Free? Wow, okay. I would love one. Thank you." She laughed. I could see she was happy somebody loved her roses. It was all beautiful until it suddenly changed to a foggy place, like a forest. "What?" I talked to myself. Then the same ugly person came again. "You have to do as I say." He spoke. "No, why should I?" I asked. He laughed evilly. "Have you forgotten our deal?" He asked. "What deal?" "I see you've forgotten," He said. "We've made a deal. I give you the lottery number, and until I'm satisfied, you will do as I say." He explained. "What?" "Yes. Now, if you think this is a fake dream. Good luck. Oh, your alarm's ringing. Goodbye!" He disappeared.
At that moment, I realized I had forgotten about that part of the dream. Things will turn bad.