Ghosts and Children Despise
There are two or three nights, I dreamed of a sudden, his heart pounding. I had just dreamed that our housing Amelie and I was haunted. I was in the living room in the dark when I noticed that the kitchen floor was covered with water. I rushed into the bathroom adjacent to the kitchen. I noticed that the shower was open and outward looking of the shower. It could however be because Amelia was in the room. I was therefore convinced that this was the work of ghosts and woke up in anguish. I looked at the time: just two hours thirty in the morning. I managed to
go back to sleep several minutes later. This time, I dreamed but not a ghost child. I dreamed that we had a baby, a girl that I brought into the world. Barely old days or weeks, she had very long dark brown hair, that hung down to his back. She also had blue eyes. In fact, she looked pretty in pictures of my child, a miniature version. We were thinking in my dream at first that we would give him and pensions to Jeanne un des prénoms que nous avons souvent dans la réalité pensé à donner à notre fille, si nous en avions une. Dans mon rêve, j'étais toutefois très embêtée puisque j'essayais d'envisager d'autres possibilités de prénoms et j'avais la certitude qu'il y a avait un autre prénom qui nous tentait beaucoup, mais je n'arrivais pas à me rappeler de quel prénom il s'agissait. Amélie et moi décidions donc de prénommer Jeanne notre petite fille aux longs cheveux bruns dark.
Later that night, I dreamed of another of our children. This one was a little older, he had three or four years, and had a hair impressive. He had long dark brown wavy hair. We had named Thomas, another name that we cherish, Amelia and me.
I told my dreams to waking Amelia. She was amazed This story of a little girl with long hair. She had dreamed two nights ago, without telling me, that I was pregnant and I went for an ultrasound. Our child, the ultrasound was a little girl who had very long hair which enveloped the whole ...
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