
Carver was a creature of the night. Often on frosty, corpse-chilled midnights like this, when few people dared to walk in the open and brave the primal resurrections of their childhood fears, he felt a thrum of pride from high in his gut, from that same place where people felt the screeching nails of terror pulsing up with every sound out of the brush, because he knew that there was nothing really in the shadows that was dangerous as him.

I'm not normal. I don't know what I am. All I know is when I dream, its not me. I can do things that in real life, or what I think is real life, I can't. It scares me because I was always told that Dreams Are For When You're Sleeping... Jasmine was never normal. She was the one who stayed in the corner and played with her self while the others played with there friends. She new as she got older that there was something about her, something unique and out of the ordinary. Every time she closed

Carver was a creature of the night. Often on frosty, corpse-chilled midnights like this, when few people dared to walk in the open and brave the primal resurrections of their childhood fears, he felt a thrum of pride from high in his gut, from that same place where people felt the screeching nails of terror pulsing up with every sound out of the brush, because he knew that there was nothing really in the shadows that was dangerous as him.

I'm not normal. I don't know what I am. All I know is when I dream, its not me. I can do things that in real life, or what I think is real life, I can't. It scares me because I was always told that Dreams Are For When You're Sleeping... Jasmine was never normal. She was the one who stayed in the corner and played with her self while the others played with there friends. She new as she got older that there was something about her, something unique and out of the ordinary. Every time she closed