Things can be worse than Nightmare

Last night when I was sleeping my nephew started to cry. Then the nightmare started. I got up and went to my mother's room, where my nephew was sleeping. Suddenly I froze. My nephew was bleeding through his nose and my mother was crying and trying to wipe out all the blood. Upper part of their blanket was totally red with blood. I told my self "What a terrible nightmare. I'd better to wake up." I couldn't even move. The more my mother was wiping out the blood, the more blood was coming out. My nephew was crying and couldn't sit still. Of course he was afraid and besides he is only 2 and a half years old. Then my sister came and put something in his nose. After that everything got much better. But still I didn't wake up. So I thought I should go to my bed to wake up. I did so. Then in the morning, after I washed my face and hands, I went to mama's room to tell about the nightmare that I had had. There I realized that it was not a dream, but reality. It is still hard to believe that it was true. Sometimes it seems like we are just living in our dreams.