Have you ever dreamed a dream so vivid and so complete that when you woke up, you felt it should be down on paper? I am one of those people who have dreams that have a beginning, a middle and an end. I once dreamed that I was a young German woman of Jewish descent who was married to a German soldier and had a blonde baby boy. After my husband went to war and the atrocities against the Jews heated up, I left my baby with my sympathetic German lady landlord and left with 4 other Jews to escape through France. We hid in hay fields during the day and traveled at night, eventually reaching the coast. But I couldn't leave without my baby so I told the others goodbye and headed back. When I made it home, I found that the area had been bombed and nothing remained but a survivor told me the old lady who lived there had left to live with her sister on a farm in the country taking her baby grandson with her. I made it to the farm and found my baby. The old German woman pleaded with me to leave the baby and escape again but I couldn't leave my baby. I was on a train when it was stopped by the Gestapo and we were all forced off. The last thing I remembered before I woke up was thinking "This is it, I am dead."
I also had a dream once where I was a young woman dying of a heart problem who finds two men she loves ... but I won't say more on this one because I might just write this story someday.
Have you ever dreamed a complete story?