Trapped by RJ

A work of fiction.

Webster Sterling awoke in his soft silky bed. He noticed his room was different- gold in every
corner and thousand dollar paintings. And it was all his. "Rightfully mine," he said with a laugh. But then he heard a different voice. One that was very far away. Then yet again he woke up. This time with a startle. He realized it was just a dream. He didn't have gold or any other riches he saw in his dream, though he was very, very poor he dreamed of having a real bed. His bed was made of bricks. So, even though he was unlucky, he still had hope.