Le rêve commence comme un cauchemar. Je suis dans une maison, poursuivie
par un cougar. Tout à coup je réalise que je suis en train de rêver. Alors
je me retourne et jempoigne le cougar par le cou. Je le regarde dans les
yeux et je lui demande : «Qui es-tu ?» Mais au lieu de me répondre il devient
tout mou comme une peluche, avec une toison de mouton. Je suis déçue quil
ne mait pas répondu.
This dream begins as a nightmare. I am in a house and a cougar is running
at me. Suddenly I realize I am dreaming. So I turn back and I grab the
cougar. I stare at him and I ask : «Who are you ?» But instead of
answering me he becomes flabby like a stuffed animal and his fur looks
like the wool of a sheep. I am disappointed because he didnt answer me.
Knowing I am dreaming, I think I should be able to fly. But instead of jumping up from the ground as usual, I have to jump from a height, and leap in the empty space. Out of this house there is a footbridge over a forest. It is very high. I am frightened to jump, it is too high. A cat walks on the footbridge, which falls apart. Finally only a cable remains and the cat walks on the cable, not nervous at all. But eventually he falls. I think : If this is reality, the cat must be dead. I run down : the cat is all right. So I am dreaming !
But Im still afraid to jump. Im looking for a place not too high where I could jump. Finally I am in the backyard of the house where I lived when I was a child. There are trees, and a ladder on one of those trees. It is not too high. I climb the ladder, close my eyes and jump. I dont fly but I dont hurt myself, something absorbs the shock of my fall. I consider it as a victory and I try to convince other people to jump from the ladder. Finaly a boy decides to try, but he falls to the ground. It didnt work. I feel quite bad.
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