When I was little, I had a lot of bad dreams. I would
stumble into the room belonging to my mother and wake her up. Instead of pulling
me into her bed, she would get me a
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of water and take me back to my room. I have told her about the monster in my
dream and she would tell me that there was no reason to be afraid. She would
tell me that If there is a monster in my dream, I should become a monster
fighter! Beat him back and then jump on a Pegasus and fly away.
I was very little when I began this and it seemed so
natural that I was very surprised to learn that not everyone can control their
dreams.
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