I stared at the beauty of the sun falling from the sky. Ocean waves pushed and pulled the rocks and converted them into sand. My legs dangled off the side of the cliff I sat on. I felt myself become detached from my worldly anxieties and problems. The bliss I felt was intoxicating. The glowing orb known as the moon rose into the sky to replace the sun.

It was then that I realized I was dreaming. There was no way that I would feel pure happiness in the real world. Not with the problems I had with bullies and my parents. Maybe part of it was my fault for acting the way I am. Perhaps it was me all along and I was only being naïve.

My thoughts were cut short by the sound of rustling leaves from behind. I turned around to see a thick forest. I could feel a dark presence coming from within. Its ominous atmosphere filled me to the brim with anxiety. Was that always there, I thought to myself as I pulled my legs up from the edge of the cliff.

This was after all a dream and such a question seemed pointless in retrospect. But if I was aware of being in a dream that meant I was able to control the landscape. As it turned out, I could not change the properties of this dream.

The forest held a certain unsettling atmosphere. It felt like something was about to jump out from behind the trees. My curiosity urged me to explore the woods but my self preservation instinct told me to not risk the danger. I slowly turned away from the sight of the woods and back to the cliff.

But something returned my attention to the foggy woods. A low howl was emitted from somewhere inside the forest. It sounded either like a wild dog or a wolf. Both thoughts appealed to me due to my love of canines. I decided to ignore the sinking feeling in my stomach as I began to step on twigs and dirt.

I screamed at the sudden appearance of a wolf lunging at me. On pure reflex I stepped to the side and protectively held my arms forward. The canine landed right outside of the trees and sprinted to the cliff. The beautiful midnight blue light shone on the wolf made it look so majestic in the moon's light.

I jumped when I saw another canine jump from the woods, then another, and another, and even more. I pressed my back against the bark of the tree, I slowly slid down the tree and felt the roughness scrape through my shirt. All the wolves stood together at the edge of the cliff. The sight inflicted severe paranoia in me and I slowly lifted myself off the tree.

The furred creatures held their heads upward to stare at the ball of light in the dreary sky. I felt the grass beneath my feet as I creeped closer to the canines. It felt as if something was clawing at my mind. I couldn't fix together coherent thoughts and only one word was echoing in my mind…. hungry. Though I didn't feel famished in the slightest, the word seemed to gain my attention strangely.

Pushing the odd word aside, I was close enough to the wolves to touch one of them. I slowly lifted up my arm and felt a strange weight gather in my muscles. I became hard to even move a limb, I felt as if I lost control of my body. Like someone else had taken control. I've had dreams with that effect before. A horrible thing to experience, to be at the mercy of anyone, to have to ask another to assist you in moving.

My eyes stayed focused on the pack and with all my might, I pushed my arm forward…. it didn't go far. I had to gather some more strength, or maybe it was willpower. I could never tell if I was moving because I got stronger or if it was because my mind was forcing my body to cooperate. The answer was irrelevant, the only thing that mattered was…. waking up.

At this point, I was convinced that the only way to wake up was to interact with the pack. They would somehow cause me to wake up. I didn't know how but I didn't care if they mauled me or cuddled me, I just wanted out. With whatever force I had, I used it to move my arm forward, I slowly lowered my arm down to the closest wolf.

It had not yet reacted and only continued to stare at the sky like a "retarded puppy". Then I finally felt it's warm soft fur. I ran my hand down it's back softly and hoped for it to notice. It did not. I once again rub it's back, still no response. I realized I might need to be forceful so I lifted up my arm and let it fall down on the canine's spine.

A loud growl emitted from the small forest behind me and I felt fear take me by surprise. A large roar broke through the forest which caused me to fall onto the grass beneath.

"Hungry! Feed! Release me!" A husky voice yelled.

I slowly stood up and backed away from the forest. I quickly came to the edge of the cliff and noticed that the wolves were gone. The cliff edge crumbled beneath my feet and I began to fall backwards. I widened my eyes in fear and stared at the dark blue sky. I suddenly felt a strong hand grip the collar of my shirt. I was being held over the ledge, I looked to my savior only to grow fearful as the creature laid its hateful red eyes onto me.

I looked to be a humanoid wolf, like some sort of werewolf. It's lips were curled into a sadistic smile as it's mouth opened slightly revealing a row of sharp pearly white teeth. It's tongue was hanging off the side of it's maw. Its grip tightened around the collar of my shirt, I looked down into the depths that used to be the ocean. Now it was only a pitch black abyss.

I grabbed onto the beast's jet black furred arm in fear of it dropping me. It's smile widened and it threw me back towards the forest. I let out a cough and looked up to the beasts. It stared at me for a few seconds before letting out an ear piercing roar.

I jolted awake from my sleep with a stiff body. I quickly shut off my alarm clock and jumped out off bed, that nightmare would surely haunt me for the rest of the day. I opened my bedroom door and exited my room. Hopefully everyone else was up.