I'm a dreamer,definitely a dreamer.
I dream almost every day.
If I can't write down the dream when I wake up in the morning, I'll forget most of them.
What a pity!
I love the stories happen in my dream.One day I'll draw them out.
but now, I want to record here by word.
He and she
He and she stayed in a room. He looks like a man I know, but he is not. She looks like a woman I know, but she is not.
I have two little purses , I have to give one of them to her.
I took both purses out, handed one purse to her, when I turned, I found another one was missing.
I ask her to return another purse to me, but she said in a cold voice that she had not taken it.
She looks so strange and oddball. She glanced at me and made disgusted faces.
He believed in her of couse, because they are a pair.
He said he can get the true.
Suddenly a lamp appeared in the air.
The man shake his hands slightly, then a line of words appears on the floor---"You are lying"
I'm freaked out. But at that time my eyes became as sharp as microscope,
I saw the floating dust blowing in the light, the shape of each dust is a extremely small letter.
Their shadow on the floor just punctuate the words correctly.