Peter's Dream
Peter doesn't usually remember his dream. Last night he did.
Peter had a nightmare where no one would listen. He was in a luxury hotel in another country he didn't know which country and the elevator unexpectedly went straight up very high up. An older woman fainted into his arms and then he couldn't find anyone who would help her. No one would listen. He tried and tried, carrying her in his arms. She was ok but he thought she needed help. After a while he put her down onto the soft white sand in the beach outside. Then he went inside and saw Barack Obama on the phone at the bar. Peter patted Barack on the back. You're doing a good job he said.