Last night, I dreamt that I encountered a "little" girl who speaks English on a street. We got on the same taxi with an unknown reason. I chatted with her and found that she had married for several years. I tried to figure out her age but you know it is not allowed to inquire in western countries in terms of the cultural difference. So I decided to reckon by my silly presumption. Suppose she graduated at the age of 15, plus 12 years, then comes 28, Oh my god, how could it be that my maths was so poor in this dream. That's not gonna be true. Suddenly, we were trapped by the policemen who asked us to draw close to the left of the taxi. But miraculously, I didn't get how we fell into a river. Afterwards, no sooner I separated from the little girl  then she was shot to death by the police. I asked the policeman why. He, who is really a handsome boy, told me that he could discern/distinguish the girl was whom they were looking for, as she was trying to run off when I told you all to get close to the left. She has done something wrong that violated/was against the law, and that's why she looked so young, but actually she was at her 30s. I murmurred what the hell was his logic! Later, the policeman telephoned to the headquater, telling them that the children here were all right, being supposed to relieve from this hostile environment. As a matter of fact, I can't, or else I won't write it down here.