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I think I was about three years old when Papa died. 

MRS STARR: Want some?

MINNIE: All right. Thanks. Now, it would be more interestin' if I could sketch up some more, some more of my life. But--now, tellin' you about my life-- I haven't ever slept in my life--

MR STARR: No?

MINNIE: --without dreams. My whole life has been dreams. When I was-- I can remember dreams that I drempt, now, I guess it was--oh, I know, we-- I'm sure that was before I was six years old. 

MR STARR: You think this is going right?

MINNIE: Now, I was tormented in my dreams with old prophets. I have been taken in my dreams and carried out to this cemetery, Old Soldiers' Cemetery, that I'm thinkin' about, more times than I can tell. 

MRS STARR: Yes?

MINNIE: It would always happen when I was just--when the moon was even just rising or just sitting. I'd remember one night I was-- You see, I didn't get any rest. I couldn't tell my mother that I wasn't restin' because I'd sleep, you see. "All that sleepin' and snorin' you've done, you tellin' me about you didn't rest?" I'd say, "No, Mama, I didn't." And I couldn't tell them anything. They think-- I would be tired all day, tryin' to work, tryin' to do--

MRS STARR: How old were you then?

MINNIE: How old was I? Madam, from the time I remember-- I guess about three or four years old and older, clean until I got married, I have had some of those terrible dreams. And I've even been to school,