Have you ever had a dream so vivid that when the alarm clock sounded you found yourself soaked in your own juices? Well I have and it all started when I moved into my own apartment and was in need of a bed to call my own.
I just turned 18 and was ready to go out on my own. I had a good steady job, a supportive family, and ambitions like most guys just out of high school. My parents helped me locate the perfect apartment which isn't too far from home and yet enough distance where I can start my own life. When I started to move my furniture I had into the apartment, I found I was missing one thing. That was the perfect bed for a good night sleep.
I started looking at the local retail stores and the prices were just outside my budget for what I wanted. My next stop was a small mom and pop furniture store to see what they had available. Usually they will always give the best deal for something that retails a lot more. I went inside and checked out the beds they had available. Out of all the bed sets there was one that caught my eye. A Victorian style bed which looks quite old and yet inviting.
I went to the owners and asked how much for this bed. The owner told me that this bed was on clearance and I can have the whole thing for $50. I will even deliver and set it up for you for free. I looked astonished and asked if there was anything wrong with it. He told me that every single time I sold the bed to someone, they would call me the next day to come and pick it up. I looked confused on why someone would return this beautiful work of art.
I asked in a humorous voice if the bed was haunted and the guy immediately said yes with a straight face. I stopped for a moment and told the guy not to worry because I don't believe in this hocus pocus stuff and I absolutely love the bed. The store owner made arrangements and delivered it to my apartment on the same day for me. The bed looked and fit perfectly in my bedroom and I was very pleased with the purchase.
