All of us were celebrating, giving handshakes and taps on the back.
Our presidential candidate had won. We would now see changes, the much-needed reforms our country needed. The door opened and we all looked to see.
There she was, splendid and beautiful, although we all knew she came from various parts of the country. Yet, she didn’t look tired. She sought to greet everyone. Then she approached me to shake my hand. I reached out.
I then awoke!
The TV was in front showing the winner of the presidential race, an evil man who bought votes. I screamed!
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