Life's dream gone wrong
This was my dream... i reminded myself while i sat on my empty abandoned store where only the sound of me banging my head against the table echoed. Since i was child i had dream owning antique store were i would sell items that would give boost to everyone's imagination.
When my grandmother died i did get some money which i put all to this dream store of mine, dream that was nothing but nightmare to me now ...
People where interested at first but maybe the history behind my items needed more special buyers i ques. They would come in and take a look but hardly anyone did return..