A/N: Yes, I know I should be working on my Sinking story, but this would not get out of my brain. Enjoy!
Ivy sat up in bed, throwing the book by her feet to the ground. She had the dream again, something about an owl. It had felt so real to her this time, like if she held on… It would all come true. But the harder she held on to the details, the faster it melted away. She sighed, it was just a dream she assured herself, nothing too important. But all thoughts of the dream left her as she remembered. She looked at the digital clock/radio on her desk, 7:00 am it read. Her birthday! She jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes, and went down the stairs three at a time, her golden blond hair streaking out behind her. Her father was in the kitchen already frying up some pancakes, "Heyyyy! How's my birthday girl?" He said, wrapping his arms around her. Ivy giggled into his chest her freckle smattered face pressed to him.
"I don't know," she answered coyly, freeing herself from his grasp, "it all depends on what I get!"
Her dad fake frowned, "Oh then you'll be a very sad girl, I forgot to get you anything!"
She rolled her eyes, "Surrrree, I believe you."
"Well you should." Stated her brother, who had just walked in, as he bit into an apple.
"Oh stop it both of you." Commanded her mother, who had also just entered.
Unable to hold in her excitement any longer Ivy blurted out, "Can I open presents now?"
Her mother grinned amusedly, "Of course just let me get my camera." Ivy groaned impatiently as she walked into the living room, eagerly looking around at all the presents.
"Alright I got the camera, open away!" her mom said reentering the room, camera in hand.
As these festivities were taking place a strange sight was to be seen outside the house. A midnight black barn owl was, strangely, tapping at their window. With a certain letter tied to its foot.