Ghostly love

Dreams

I was once again in my bed. My head was lying on my pillow and my body was on top of the comforter but under a blanket. I was drowsy. My conversation with Jamie left me wondering, what kind of things can Kenzie do? I was thinking so hard I nodded off. My sleep was peaceful, until 3:42. A nightmare had entered my head.

I was in my house, sitting on the couch. I still had gauze on my feet and legs. The TV was on, a lady was droning on and on about the wonders of these bags. They had cinnamon, mahogany, ocean blue, tonal grey, navy, black, almond, and yellow duckling. I considered buying one for Macy, she had been under a lot of stress lately. I don't really understand women, they feel stressed, so they go and buy a bag! What dose a bag do against stress. Why not go to the park, or read? Women are so confusing. The show went off and I looked at the ceiling. I closed my eyes for what I though was a second but when I opened them it was complete dark. My arms and legs wouldn't move. I was stuck. I felt something tugging on my head. They pulled whatever was on it off and I could see. It was bright. The light was coming from a single overhead light. Police and paramedics surrounded me. The cringed in disgust as I looked at them.
"What happened to her?" Said one.
"Somthin' to do wit' 'dose people in 'da back." Said another.

With shocking horror I realized who this was. It was Kenzie. The people around me started to shrink. The suit around me got tighter and tighter. I screamed, but I couldn't make a noise. My breaths came in gasps. I struggled against the suit, but it won. I was breathing less and less. I felt my fingers go numb. Using the last of my strength, I fell onto my side. The impact just pushed the animatronic parts deeper into me. I opened my mouth in a silent scream. My body was useless to me. My muscles served of no use. At this point I stopped breathing. This was the end!

Something appeared in front of me. A blue sorta mass. It floated up to me and started to push. It took a couple tries, but it managed to get me off the table. I hit the ground and awoke with a start. My blankets were rapped around my body. I was on the floor, sheets rapped around my body. I sniffed the air. I smelled eggs and bacon. Pushing off the floor, I took a couple wobbly steps towards my door. Opening it, I made my way to the kitchen. Macy was cooking up some pancakes to go with a steaming pile of bacon. I licked my chopped ready to dig in. But first I had to do something.

I speed waddled back to my room (the hall was full of yelps and grunts). Looking through the mess I found my phone. A smile was on my face. I opened it up and went to my messages. I only typed two words. It didn't take a Sherlock to figure this one out.

To: Jamie

Thank you.