Write about a dream you've had, a dream that some one told you about, or a dream that you read about. First, describe the dream. Then, write about one or more possible interpretations.
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I rarely remember my dream. It is because I work very hard in day time. So, at night I usually sleep very well and deeply. But, anytime I can remember dream, it must be impressive. One of the most impressive cases is dream about my father. It is a special dream in so special situation that I can never forget.
It happened right the night my first cell phone was snatched away. This was the phone which equipped myself for my first job. At that time, it was my bulky property. So you might imagine how shock I were for that. It seem that I lost myself, not just the phone. Confidence, enthusiasm and ambition, which belonged to new-graduated person, disappeared in an instant. I found myself an unsuccessful man although I had never worked just a day. I felt discouraged about the city I were living. I even thought about returning my hometown and gave up everything.
That night elapsed so slow. I seemly counted each second to wait for something but really didn't know what I were expecting to. Many things were wandering in my mind. Exactly they were running because I couldn't realize anything. I am sure that I were really conscious. I can aware everything except where I were staying. Looking around for awhile I realized that was my home, not my rent room. No sooner I found my home than did I hear a call, a call to my name. Immediately, I turned back and realized the caller. He was my father. This face surely was my father bu he looked younger than the last time I saw him. No much time to think of many things, as a broken chair needs a leg to stand, I wanted to tell my father what happened to me. But curiously, I couldn't open my mouth. However, as understood clearly what I wanted to say, my father put a warm hand on my head, and then shook my shoulder. He said softly on my ear that he wished I had a good day of job at the next day. I felt warm up as if I had just gulped a hot soup. But my stomach was till empty. Something was removed from here needed to be filled up back. Once again got my mind, my father smiled and asked me look something to fill back my stomach. I turned around to look for something by didn't know what I were looking for. My father's voice from my back told me that they are confidence and happiness. "What? confidence?" I said in silence. Not yet turned back to confirm him, I heard another voice. "You can lose anything, don't lose yourself". At the time had completely turned back. But my father wasn't there. Right the time, I realized somewhat. I realized that my father were died long time ago, and that I were dreaming. "Is that the dream?" I wondered. I opened my eyes to look the watch. It happened so quick, just around an hour. I remembered that next day was the first day of work. "Why should I give up?", "What make me give up", "No, never" I thought and fell back to sleep with full and warm stomach.
Of course, my next day work happened so smoothly. I bought back my phone a few days after that and paid by my first month salary. Until now, I can remember clearly about that dream. In my opinion, on dream, people live another life. Sometimes we can not remember our dream because our main life have stronger impression. But when you face a so tough problem that you can not solve on your day life, that other life can save you. And, as long as you don't lose yourself, you don't love everything.