Me: Stella, wake up!
Stella: What happened? Where am I?
Me: You’re fine. You were dreaming. I don’t like waking you up from a dream, but you were kicking and groaning.
Stella: Where is that ugly thing that was chasing me?
Me: It’s not here. It was only in your dream.
Stella: Why would I dream about such a thing?
Me: Hard to say. I have bad dreams sometimes, too. I guess everyone does. Some people think that bad dreams come from eating certain types of food right before bedtime.
Stella: The only thing I eat right before bed are…crackers! Did crackers cause my bad dream? ‘Cuz if so…who cares about a bad dream. Keep the crackers coming!
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