Literary Arts Magazine Spring 2010 | Page 33

My Dream House My Most Embarrassing Moment at Work By Consuelo Fernandez My dream house is the house that can do some things for me. When I come home from work I don‟t need a key to open the door. When I walk up to the front the door opens. The light turns on inside. My favorite music starts to play. My favorite food is ready to eat. The house can clean by itself. When I want to watch TV the TV can turn on. When someone comes to my house I can see the picture of the visitor on the screen. I use the remote control to open or close the door. The temperature remembers the right temperature for me. When I go to sleep at night the blanket is already warm in my bed. In the morning an alarm clock wakes me up. The bed can make itself. The c