I live in a semi-rural area (township) My dream was set in this setting It began where alot of women set up two stalls where we live for braiding hair and selling hair pieces One of the ladies in one stall happens to be my neighbour who complained of poverty and decided to make money by braiding people s hair As she spoke to me those words I answer her with support The other stall I happen to help a lady set it up as we setting it up my friend to- be-married walks towards the stall With surprise and joy I great her and talk straight to the point and tell her I don t have money for the bachelerotte part which happens to take place on the same day She dismisses me and tells me 'we will make a plan there is no way you will miss my wedding I need you there as my friend and bridesmaid' With nothing to say I sigh As we speak her maid of honour approaches we sit down and talk all three of us Both their phones ring and they answer as they answering I walk inside the house shouting excited I tell my mom I m going to the bachelerotte party tonight no questions asked she helps me prepair quickly setting changes Im in my grandmothers kitchen and she shows me vintage shoes that aren t quite appropriate for the party I decline the offer of the vintage shoes and see myself walking towards the passage in the house I leave my gran with my friends maid-of-honour Setting changes again and I m back home where my mom suggests I ask my other next door neighbour for her to borrow me high heals and she borrows me black heals My bachelerotte party outfit is almost complete then suddenly I get a visit from an unexpected friend who I never thought knows where I live I great him and leave him again to go fetch water as I fetch water I see a small turtle that acted very peculiar Its movement were fast then slow as it swings on the fence Near the tap I see a cage with a toddler in it wearing a baby crawler with blue/green and white stripes shocked I try to run away with a bucket filled with water behind me the toddler and the turtle chace me in a fast motion The turtle and toddler catch me I trip and fall with them together in a ying-yang formation The water spills on us I find myself after falling sitting in a sqaut position hearing tribal drums in a single beat formation As I look down I m the one beating on the belly of the turtle/ baby producing the sound of the drums Scene changes where a sunset fire colour screen appears where a book of the same colour has small drawings of stars half moon and writings of Muslims and numbers 483 and 756/2 heading with letters 'd' and ' i'