What is the weirdest dream I've ever had? Well I've been talking to my friend Dan about dreams today and I think I'll tell you about this dream I had last month. 

I was this woman, Jane Margaret Blair is  who has a four-year-old son whose father calls him “Spirit” as a nickname. ordered to leave her home by her husband “Seymour Blair” to sell her mother’s dog’s three puppies. Now, Jane really loves her mother and her mother is ill so she agrees to go since her mother can't go herself. I put on my best dress which is a long redish one with a bonnet (apparently), get a basket and put the puppies in it. There are three puppies, two girls and a boy. Anyway, I must be living in the 1800s because it looks nothing like the 1900s and no cars or anything, everyone just walks of takes carriages. 

I walk down a grassy hill and across a few streets until I make it to the High Street or whatever they would have called it with loads of stalls. I make it into this very nice neighbourhood where I walk down the street and notice my friend Elizabeth and her husband are helping his sister move house. Now, I don't have a friend called Elizabeth but I apparently do in this dream. I sell the first dog, a girl, to her. 

I walk around some more and sell the other dog goes to another woman who needs a dog to catch the mice in her kitchen. For some reason, while I am looking around the dresses, the flowers and the shopkeepers in the street, I am overwhelmed and cannot return home. I must have been gone for year, maybe two, disappearing without a trace. I finally do return but the first one I goes to see is my mother, who is in her garden. We're are happy to see each other and we talk for a while about all the things I have seen and done. 

Then Seymour comes out, naturally treating my coldly because I've disappeared and he didn't know where I was. I cry and tell him I just lost my mind and only recently knew where I lived and who I was. For some reason he forgives me although it'll be a while before he trusts me again - then he calls "Spirit" and I am re-introduced to my son.

Weird dream, huh? I'm not even married nor do I have a kid. I'm only sixteen! A lot more happened but I couldn't possibly write it all down.

Sophie

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