11:52 p.m.
I just woke up from a nightmare screaming like Bloody Mary. I was having a pretty awesome sunny day forest hiking dream, but somehow, my dad invaded my dream and turned the forest dark. He told me things I never wanted to hear, sewing fear into my mind. I'll tell you the whole story.
I'm walking through a luscious forest on a nice sunny day. The birds were wining and a cool breeze blows through my hair. Suddenly, the bird songs stop and the sky turns eerily dark. The trees start to loom over me like buzzards over a fresh corpse. Then, a strong, cold gust of wind slices through my soul as a pair of dark familiar eyes appear. The rest of him starts to mystify, his blue feathers shining like dark water.
"Hello Ester." my dad says charmingly. I take a deep breath and calmly reply, "Hello father, I see you have finally finished your dream traveling invention." He happily nods. "Sorry for turning your beautiful forest so gloomy, but I had to test the dream changer feature." I shrug, "I understand. So, what bring you here?" My dad walks up to me with a gentle smile. "I've come to make you an offer."
"And what would that be?"
"Join me if you want to spare Zidgel from a grueling suffering." I turn my back on him with a snarl. "In your sick twisted dreams Jack!" He pitifully asks, "But why not my blue jewel?" I turn around and snap at him, "Because you're insane and would torture uncle Zidgel anyways!" I walk away from him, but I find myself pinned against a tree with one flipper. My father stares at me with dark, furious eyes.
I'm jumping what I assume was that next hour, 'cause my dad was cussing up a storm and I started to ignore his rage. "Well guess what?! Who cares?! No one! I'm not leaving my friends just to be imprisoned!" I yell at my dad as I escape his hold. "You're only saying that just so you don't have to leave Dallas!" He counters back, "But you want to know something? He won't always be there for you!"
"He...he will always be by my side. He loves me more than anything created!" I have to admit, that was a hard blow, but my dad is persistent. "Ester, think, he's a young angel! The older he gets, the more he starts acting like an angel, which means the less he's going to want to be in a relationship!" I simply glare at him with teary eyes before I take off spriting.
I wake up after a while, screaming with a flood of tears. So, that's what happened tonight. I'll try to sleep on it, but I doubt I'll be able to avoid the words of my darkened roots.