It was a beautiful day. It was snowing so slowly with big flakes. I wanted to go out but I wasn't in the mood, so I took a huge old book. I sat down near the window to see the snowfall which gave me a calm state.
The book was soon again in my hands. I spent two hours reading in the deathly quiet. Afterwards, my eyes couldn't stay open anymore. I seated myself on the bed and I fell asleep immediately. As usual I had more dreams. When I woke up, I could remember all of them , but one. I felt as if my life depended on this. I had to remember it. I couldn't do anything. I had a terrible disposition.
Eventually, I went out even if it was snowing more and more heavily . I didn't have any destination. I was walking without thinking about anything. Suddenly I stopped and I realized how ridiculous I was. How could I do this? It happens only in movies or in books.
In the hall I heard my parents who were still fighting. I stopped to listen to them when my mother yelled: 'We must tell her who her real parents are !'. In that moment my dream came out. I remembered that scene was in my dream which I had forgotten.