Dreamers

Chapter 5: Birds

I woke up panting form the thrilling dream I'd just had

"why'd I wake up...? Is there some sort of time limit? Also when he said transform what did he mean is there another form that he's not showing me..?" I thought to myself.

My thoughts were soon interrupted by my mom knocking on my door.

"Hey, I'm heading out to beths house. You want anything while I'm out?" I thought for a moment

" a note book" I said

"kay, il be back soon" she says closing the door behind her.

I hop off my bed and head down to the kitchen. Where I'm greeted by a blue Jay on the kitchen counter.

"Hey there"

I say calmly aproching in slowly I place my finger down next to it, it placed its tiny feet on my finger softly.

"what's a pretty bird like you doing here?" I said in hushed tones.

The bird soon flew away out from the window it came. "Hm" I hummed "bye pretty birdie."

When mom wasn't around certain animals or bugs would come in through the kitchen window. It never bothered me and I always loved looking at those creatures.

~Time skip 2 hours time now 8:34pm~

I had finished up some shcool work and taken a shower when my mom pulled up through the drive through.

I heard footsteps then I heard my door open. " Hey" my mom announced " I got you your notebook, need anything else?" "No I'm fine" I reassured her "but when are you making dinner?" "Soon" she said "Soon".

I walk up to my desk notebook in hand. I grab a pen from my pen can and look down at the book, it was a plain thick black note book.

I could decorate it with some stickers i thought to myself, I bought some cute ones last week at the 99 cent store. I rummaged through the drawer on my desk and found my stickers.

One pack was all different types of flowers and birds, the other type was letters and numbers. I opened the flower and birds with my teeth and placed them all across the book using half the pack.

I placed it back in the drawer and opened the other one with my teeth. As I spelled out the words Aki phoko on the front. "Hm" I hummed as I marveled at my work.

I grabbed the pen and started to write all about my dreams.