Father always told us kids stories. We always wanted to be like the super hero who saves the day, or the princess who finds her true prince. Those were the people we looked up to. Unfortunately they weren't real. LOL. Then we started getting nightmares. One night I saw this man. He was wearing a long red cape with spikes. And his nails were longer than a ruler. Then he came up to my bed and hung something over it. He called it a "Dream Catcher".