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My Very Own Dream World.

 Waiting for the sleeping pill to cut in I had this dream. I was back in my childhood years; I had a playroom all to myself. Toys many toys some mechanical others stuffed soft animal shapes.

The toys especially the soft animal shapes were able to speak. At this early age I did not know that stuffed animals cannot speak but in my dream they all spoke.

The Elephant was the leader followed by the stuffed Tiger and the Lion. For no reason at all the animals ganged up on me. We do not want you to pick us up your hands are very dirty. Go and wash your dirty hands then perhaps we will let you play with us.

I said in my angry voice, I do not want to play with you, you are not like the Fire Engine with its long ladder that pulls out to reach the upstairs windows of the Dolls House. Another thing you cannot carry sand like my lorry does and you have not got lights that go on and off on their own.

The Elephant rather huffed spoke out but the Fire Engine and the Lorry are hard you cannot cuddle them like you cuddle us. You will soon get tired of playing with those hard old toys. To prove the Elephant was wrong I picked up the battered yellow Lorry the lights flashed and I hugged it to my chest. It was hard very hard and I soon put it down. The animals were right I could not take the Lorry or the Fire Engine to bed with me. I went to wash my hands; the water from the hot tap came out very cold. I quickly grabbed the towel and wiped my hands dry.

Going back into the bedroom I could see no toys, No stuffed soft animals, no Fire Engine even the Lorry with the flashing lights was nowhere to be seen. Sadly I went to my bed and tried to go off to sleep. It was not possible I was missing my soft stuffed Animals.

I got out of my warm bed and looked everywhere not an animal to be seen, where are all my animals? I started to cry I want my animals this in a loud voice. Then the animals came out from under my bed. One after the other they jumped into my bed. I followed them and soon my arms were full of my soft stuffed toy animals.

 The world became dark the sleeping tablet had at last taken my dream world from me. I awoke in the morning and was very disappointed that there were no stuffed Animals in my arms.

I now wonder whether I will see my animals again perhaps tonight. I will just have to wait and see.