Yesterday night was the usual night. I get my little daughter Rachel to bed at 10 o’clock. I read to my lovely infant her favorite fairytale, kissed her, switched off the light and left the room. Rachel is our long-waited child; I and my husband David are ready fuss over our dear daughter that she feels alright. Couples day ago David went to the business trip, so yesterday I went for the bed alone. Usually I can’t fall asleep for a long time without David and that night wasn’t an exception. I tumbled for a long time and fell asleep only in an hour. And I saw a dream that my sister’s husband Samuel came to visit us. In real life he and David are good friends. When Samuel came to us Rachel was at kinder garden and I asked Samuel to bring her home, because I was very busy. I explained to him that she was wearing in pink coverall with print of teddy bear. And he took her home in half an hour or so. But when I glanced at her I was terrible. It wasn’t Rachel. It was another little girl in the same pink clothes. Samuel has got Rachel mixed up with another girl and brought a stranger child. At this moment I woke up in a cold sweat. I was scared. It was like a nightmare. It was middle of the night. There was silence, only neighbor’s dog barked on the street. I closed the window and went to check Rachel. She slept very sweet smacking and sniffing.

Today I woke up early in the morning and I couldn’t forget this nightmare. And the first thing after breakfast I took all her clothes and needled her name on them. Thanks to my grandmother that she learned me to needle. I spent the whole day on it, but now nobody has got my sweetie Rachel mixes up with someone else even in the dreams.