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I dreamt last night that my family was in a parking lot with a little crying Indian girl. My sister tried to cheer her up by showing the girl her teddy bear (my sister's, that is), Elizabeth. The little girl snatched Elizabeth and ran off with her, so the whole family had to chase her down. When we got to where she'd stopped, she was standing there with her mother, who spoke in speech bubbles written in some kind of Indian script. Only I could read it, so I had to translate for my family. She told my sister that she would pay her whatever she wanted for the bear. She could pay in cash, check, or even credit card, if my sister would take it. Becky refused to sell Elizabeth, though, and the little girl started to cry again. The mother told her that she would buy her whatever she wanted to replace the bear, and she brightened up immediately and demanded a pinball machine.

srah - Monday, 18 August 2003 - 5:04 PM

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gravatar alfie - August 18, 2003 - 8:51 PM -

I'm nineteen and I still sleep with a stuffed animal. There is no way that any little punk child is going to take that away from me, whether it be the little girl in your dream or Joel is stealing my stuffed animals. That applies to both Elizabeth (my bear at home for the past nineteen years) and Robson (my bear at school).

gravatar katie - August 19, 2003 - 10:45 AM -

That is a fantastic dream. For me, the highlights were the speech bubbles and the pinball machine.

gravatar richard - August 19, 2003 - 12:35 PM -

Yes, the speech bubbles were very cool. I was just wondering. Was the girl an Indian from India, or what the PC call a Native American?

gravatar srah - August 19, 2003 - 1:10 PM -

Indian from India. I remember thinking that the bubbles were written in Sanskrit, but I wouldn't know Sanskrit if it bit me, so I can't be sure that that's what it was. It would be cool if I could read Saskrit in my dreams!

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