[ The Following is a Real Dream – As Requested ]

I was sleeping; at least, I was trying. I felt a little uncomfortable, but I didn’t know why, so I decided to get up and look around my room.

Well, I heard some tapping at my window, so I drew the curtains only to see a small, white owl.

I thought it was really cute – and I love animals – but for some reason, I felt scared. But as always in dreamland, you don’t do what you want to, so I left the curtains to the side.

Soon, a huge flock of white owls had come to my window, and they were all attacking it with their beaks – until the glass shatters. And I hurt all over.

And then, I wake up. I’ve had the dream only once (thankfully), and when I woke up, there was an owl (or an left over image of one) on my bed.

I screamed, apparently, so everyone came barging in to see what the heck had happened.

One of my parents sat on the bed, and the owl vanished.

[ End of Creepy Dream Sequence ]

Happy Ficleteering,
~NightMaiden. : )