Hi, my name is Nicole Harwood, and I'm six years old. I have two little brothers and a little sister. From oldest to youngest, their names are Sam, Christi, and Ryan. Sam is five, Christi four, and Ryan is three. As I am sleeping, I dream about riding a mighty black stallion with my family. We are in a green meadow with long grass and flowers we call crystal bursts. In the fall, the white flowers burst and spread diamonds in a ten meter radius. Then, all of a sudden, a monster of shadows looms in front of us. It swipes its clawed hand at me and then I wake up, covered in cold sweat and breathing hard. I have been having that dream for a few days, but I know they're fake so they don't bother me. I get out bed and crossed to the window. The sun was starting to rise, covering the sky in a rainbow of colors. After a few moments, Christi yawns and sits up. The clock said it was fifty-three minutes after six.