dear lottery
Dear Lottery,My pen trembles as I address this letter to you, a being of pure chance and capricious fate. Its not every day one writes to a lottery, but desperation, as they say, knows no bounds. For years, Ive watched you from afar, a tantalising mirage shimmering on the horizon of my financial worries. Ive witnessed others bask in your golden glow, their lives transformed by your touch. Some say its foolish to dream, to hold onto the hope that your favour will be bestowed upon me. But I, dear Lottery, am a dreamer at heart.Ive seen the images you paint a comfortable home, a carefree vacation, the freedom to pursue passions long neglected. These are not luxuries, but basic needs in a world where the cost of living seems to rise with every breath. My heart aches with the weight of bills, the constant struggle to make ends meet. I dream of a life where my children can pursue their dreams without the shadow of financial burdens looming over them. I yearn for the opportunity to give back, to make a difference in the world, not just survive in it. So, dear Lottery, I humbly ask for a chance. A chance to break free from the chains of circumstance, to experience the joy of financial security, to finally live the life Ive always envisioned. I understand your whims are unpredictable, your favours capricious. But I believe, deep down, that you are a force for good, a beacon of hope in a world that often feels bleak. And perhaps, just perhaps, you will choose me. Sincerely,A hopeful soul.