A Wolf Chasing Butterflies

The same strange dream every night. A girl walks alone into the woods much like the tale of 'Little Red Riding Hood,' but this tale is far different from the original. She seems a bit older with fair skin, and a petite frame, pouty lips that lead to two big brown doe eyes. The most mesmerizing feature is her deep ruby red locks that cascade down her head like the red sea. As she walks down the quite forest path the lights around her gleam making it look like fairy dust surrounds her and almost swarming around her are different types of beautiful butterflies, but lurking beyond the bright innocent path that Little Red walks along is a beast. Not just any beast, a wolf with deep black fur and piercing green eyes that he uses to watch Little Red walk along her path. I know this beast all to well, he is me. I am the beast who lurks in the shadow waiting to kill my pray, but once I am awake I very quickly see that I am no longer a beast. I'm just me, and I tell myself that this is all a dream and that it means nothing...Right?