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Dreamcatcher

She tried.
And made the hoops from willows to wove those magical webs.
Wrapped the hoop with suede lacing.
The string was woven onto the hoop.
Hours passed.
She woved some of her favourite decorations to it.
Feathers and gemstones, hidden with meanings.
Hours passed.
But she wanted it to be perfect.
Atlast...
Here it is.
THE DREAMCATCHER.
She hung it on her bedroom wall.
Waited.
She watched it carefully.
Rubbed it with an artist's pride.
The hoop, the travel of sun through the mighty sky.
She thought, at night the hole in the center would only let
Bawedjige(good dreams) pass.
She would be able to sleep safe and sound today.
All the nightmares that used to disturb her will never ever approach her again.
For she has her Dreamcatcher.
And Bawedjigewin(bad dreams) , will be trapped in the web,
and be dispelled at the first light of morning.
She slept.
The sun rays piecred into her eyes.
She opened her eyes with the innocence of a newborn babe.
The thought stroke her.
She gazed into her bedroom wall.
There was no dreamcatcher.
No sign of anything hung.
Oh! No...Again
It was just a Dream..
But she Smiled.
A heartfelt smile.
It was coz..atlast she had seen a
Bawedjige! ! !
The Dreamcatcher is truly a Dreamcatcher!

A.C

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