Dreams of four years old, what's in her head?

The other night, Brenda couldn't sleep, and came to sleep in my bed. She lay down in another side, and started snoring straight away.

Then I heard she singing, "Twinkle, Twinkle, little star...", next morning, I reminded her that she slept singing last night. She remembered it, and told me she had a dream, "a party in the zoo," she said, "lot of people play instruments, so I sing along."

Last night, she sneaked in my room again, and said she couldn't sleep. I asked why she couldn't sleep. "I dream horrible dreams every night," she said, "In my dream, I had a piece of paper and a magic pencil, but the pencil was broken, so I couldn't draw!"

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