Jesse came into our room early this morning, crying.
"I'm so scared Daddy," he sobbed. "I had a terrible nightmare." At this point, I'm supposed to say, "It's okay son, it's just a dream." But then, that would be so not me.
"What did you dream about," I asked.
"I dreamt I went into a portal," he explained, "and I was teleported to another planet."
"Then what happened?" I was intrigued at the colourful contents of the recesses of his 8-year-old mind.
"I couldn't breathe," he continued, "and then I died."
Man. Awesomest nightmare ever.
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