Dear Lisa,
Yesterday I had a strange dream and all day I thought about it. I decided to write to you and tell you about it. I dreamed of a garden in which there were beautiful flowers, trees, the branches of which stretched to the very heavens, the clouds were like sweet cotton wool. I did not know where I was, everything was so strange and unusual that I decided to look around. I turned and saw that everything was falling into some sort of abyss. I did not have time to recover, as I was in total darkness. I was scared, I did not know what to do. The lights went on and I saw my parents. they said that I would not be afraid of anything, they believe in me. Mom embraced me so warmly that it seemed to me that it was not a dream, but my father said that they were always there and protect me from the darkness.
I woke up. What was that dream? What darkness should I not be afraid of? Why was my mother and father in my dream? I do not understand anything. Please write me how you will receive my letter. I hope you'll help me figure it out.
With love, ***