Dreams. Nº 01

I do not know what it was dreaming. Possibly he was something of small account. But I woke up. And this was important. Because I was dreaming and suddenly I heard to cry out my name. Then I jumped from the bed. Immediately I forgot what it was transferred in the dream. In my mind it was only the heavy sensation left by that shout of woman. An shout of who needed aid. I raised and I searched my clock. They were two hours of the morning. In house all slept. The street was desert. Who called me? For what!? It will be an acknowledgment? Somebody needs my aid? I do not know to say. I do not know what to think. For the time being I go to leave this subject of side. But that he was strange. Ah! This was.