MY DREAM IS GONE
Short Story written by: Valeria Neme (Argentina)
I woke up one morning and my dream was gone.
I called out to my mum shouting, who came very quickly, and I told her about my adventures in my dream, that I had seen a rainbow and that I flew a kite with my friends.
But now, no matter how I tried closing my eyes and going back to sleep, I couldn´t go back there, it was impossible.
Mum told me that we can´t go back to our dreams, but we can live them in our imaginations.
So I had an idea, I asked my father for a notebook to draw my dreams. From then on, every morning, I made my dreams illustrations.
Mermaids, pirates, princesses, an ogre, my brother… lots of different characters were drawn in my notebook.
And now my dreams are always in my mind.
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