Last Night's DreamA Story by DontBlink158
This is a dream i had, well, this morning. And i wanted to write it down.
(This means me speaking outside of the dream.)
Also the boy looked like Huck from Tom and Huck ill add a pic later.
Flashback: I was sitting in a room with the other kids in my family. My father was standing over us teaching us about how to be careful in this world. Filled with humans, because of what we are.
I am standing outside the same room, with my best friend and boyfriend. He's looking at the different earrings and pendants of the other animals on the wall. He asked, "Whats behind that door?" I smiled and opened the door. The room was a hunters green with stuffed animals on the walls and on the floor. (I think they were fake.) There was a old desk to the side but i wouldn't let him go near it. "What do you do in here?"
"My father teaches us..." He looked at me, "Kinda like a home school thing." We walked back outside. He told me something. I knew i shouldn't trust him but i do. (I think he's in some kind of order to kill us. And he was sent to earn my trust and kill me.) "So do it." I said.
He pushed me into the corner of the room. He pulled out a knife and held it to my throat. He could've killed me there but he didn't. He walked away, back to the pendants and earrings. Then i hear my father come home. (I knew i should have ran to my father and told him, but i didn't.) Somehow i know that he doesn't want to kill me. I try to kiss him but he leans against the wall. I try again, he leans further away.
"We can't." He whispered. (Oldest line in the book.) This time i touch his lips and he gives me a small kiss back. A smile spreads across my lips.
"Why don't we research these up in my room?" (So my dad wont find out you sick minded people.) He nodded and puts them in his pockets. We walked up the steps. I saw my father in dark fur and practically spilling out of the small chair. (Hes not fat just big.) He saw me messing with my belt.
"You can go up stairs but don't tell me if you're going to-" I cut him off.
"Ew!!! Dad!! No! i was just tightening my belt!" I said turning ten shades of red, walking up stairs. He laughed and said nothing.
We entered my room and he flopped onto my bed, "Ok so what do we have?" He asked and pulled a small round silver owl earring. We looked at it in silence. "What does it mean?" He said pulling out a slip of paper.
"An owl stands for wisdom and knowledge." I looked at this small paper that held the exact image and five or six key words next to it. I saw two words were knowledge and owl.
"How did you know that?" I shrugged. He shook his head and pulled out another owl, this one was a pendant of a Great Horned Owl. He spotted the picture quickly. Then flipped the paper and the bottom of the picture was in the middle of the paper. "What the heck?"
I looked at him looking at the paper and thought, "What does all this mean."
© 2011 DontBlink158
Added on September 5, 2011
Last Updated on September 5, 2011
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AboutHey I'm a girl, lets get that straight. Im extreamly wierd (ask any of my friends i have issues). Oh yeah, im a age between 10 and 25. What ever you guess you are wrong. I love to write, i have finish.. more..