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15<br />
AN INCONCEIVABLE DREAM<br />
W<br />
inter is an ideal seas<strong>on</strong> for those who love to sleep<br />
because <strong>the</strong> nights are l<strong>on</strong>g <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>the</strong> night skies are<br />
clear. As <strong>the</strong> saying goes "The l<strong>on</strong>ger <strong>the</strong> night, <strong>the</strong><br />
more dreams you will have." I had a dream that would never<br />
happen, no matter how hard I tried to achieve it. That night,<br />
milli<strong>on</strong>s of stars sh<strong>on</strong>e brightly, fracturing <strong>the</strong> boundless<br />
darkness. The frozen wintry wind made me shudder. Fa<strong>the</strong>r <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />
I were outside peeing, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> about to go to <strong>the</strong> bedroom. I wanted<br />
to get into bed immediately. I called to Fa<strong>the</strong>r, as his dark,<br />
indistinct figure seemed to move away, "Adza, wait for me. I<br />
didn't finish."<br />
"I'm here," said Fa<strong>the</strong>r, patting my head slightly, which<br />
scared me to death.<br />
"Oh! Fa<strong>the</strong>r, you frightened me," I said, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> not even<br />
daring to lift up my trousers from around my knees, I jumped<br />
up to Fa<strong>the</strong>r's chest <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> hugged his neck tightly. At night,<br />
children are afraid that ghosts are everywhere. Gr<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g>mo<strong>the</strong>r<br />
told me not to go outside al<strong>on</strong>e at night or ghosts might capture<br />
me, eat my flesh, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> drink my blood like tea. I was also told<br />
not to whistle <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> play with fire at night because that would<br />
also attract ghosts. Fa<strong>the</strong>r held me close <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> carried me back<br />
to our bedroom. It was too dark to see <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> Fa<strong>the</strong>r walked like a<br />
blind pers<strong>on</strong>, <strong>on</strong>e h<str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> holding me, <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> waving <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
feeling a safe way. Our kerosene lamp was no use in <strong>the</strong> harsh<br />
wind. Finally we were back in our warm, soft sheepskin quilt. I<br />
leaned my head against Fa<strong>the</strong>r's chest, hugging him as tightly as<br />
my strength allowed, feeling warmth radiate from his body. I<br />
dozed off immediately <str<strong>on</strong>g>and</str<strong>on</strong>g> entered <strong>the</strong> realm of dreams:<br />
The sun was excepti<strong>on</strong>ally bright in a sea-blue sky, blazing<br />
down <strong>on</strong> my village. Everything looked lively. The villagers'<br />
faces were full of smiles as <strong>the</strong>y greeted me. They all sounded<br />
very cheerful. They offered me so many khadag that I was<br />
totally covered in <strong>the</strong>ir gifts of pure whiteness, just like a<br />
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