In my novel, I will be referring to myself as Bryn. My own name is NOT Bryn but I am referring to myself this way so my life may stay somewhat anonymous. 

All the other characters in my novel will be referred to by their real name. 

I've been having the same dream every couple of months for the past ten years of my life. The last time I had this dream was about two months ago. This dream disturbs me yet I do not know why.

It starts out in our own world. There are these Bug like creatures, that look like humans with the head of a fly. They wore normal human clothing. These creatures were being killed by humans because of their looks. I was a friend with one of these creatures. He wore a basketball jersey with the numbers 05 on the front and back. His name was Jeremy. Jeremy and I were best friends. I would often meet him in a forest so no one could see him. We played games such as basketball. 

One day my parents decided to follow me to see if I really was going to a friend's house. When they saw I was meeting up with one of the creatures they called the police. A ton of people showed up. When the police arrived we left the forest and Jeremy and I stood on a parking lot's pavement. We protested against everyone there, saying that the creatures have done nothing wrong and are just like us.

While protesting some of Jeremy's family came out of the forest and joined us. Once they arose from the forest the police attacked them with weapons. I then turned to Jeremy. Jeremy looked terrified. Then a police officer pointed a gun at Jeremy's head and I woke up. 

I always wake up at the same time. I've never seen the end or if Jeremy survives. Whenever I wake up I feel horrible. I have this sickening feeling that I only get from this dream. I sometimes wake up crying, and once I wake up from this dream I can never fall back asleep again. Even if I went to bed at 10:00 PM and woke up at 11:00 PM, only an hour later, I can not fall asleep.

The next reoccurring dream I can remember is about my room and pets. I've been having this dream for the past four years. The last time I had this dream was actually yesterday night. First I must explain the set up of my room, at the time, for you to understand. 

Our house has an upstairs (more like an attic), a main floor, and a basement. My room is upstairs. To get to my room you go up the stairs and to the left down the hallway past the restroom. If you go to the right you will emmiditly enter my brother's room.

 When looking into my room from the entrance you see my bed up against my wall in the left. The headboard on the left wall and the baseboard facing the right wall but not touching it. In that space in between the wall and the bed is my desk. the desk is placed with the right side of it in the corner and the front of the desk up against the left wall. This space is very important to the dream.

The ceiling of my room are slanted into an upside-down V shape. I have a big window on the wall forward of you when looking into the room. It is above my bed slightly. Looking to the left there is a bookshelf in the corner and a table with a broken TV inbetween my bed and bookshelf against the wall. 

When turning the right you see my desk and then my dresser in the other corner. In between my dresser and desk are three large bins overflowing with stuffed animals. 

At the time I only had one cat and his name is Georgie. I still have Georgie but now I have two other cats.

Now we can begin the dream. The dream is very short. It is also very disturbing and the reason why this update is marked mature. It involves harm to my pets so if you want you can exit the novel now. There will be no further content in this update besides this dream. You have been warned.

The dream starts with me waking up in my room in the middle of the night. It feels like I am awake but this is a dream. I look down the hallway where the hallway light right outside my door is on like always. I look down at the side of my bed and my tablet is on the ground. I pick it up and set it next to my TV. 

Then I hear something moving above my desk. I turn to my desk and what I see is horrifying. Georgie is hanging from my ceiling above my desk by a rope tied around, what looks like his neck. His body is mutilated and there is blood everywhere. When I see this I run downstairs to my parents' room. I'm screaming and crying and am just an overall mess. I wake up my mom and my dad. My dad then follows me upstairs where I show him the scene. 

While looking at the scene now I notice my window is open and the screen is broken. Whoever had done this had come in through the window and left the same way. Even though my room is on the second floor the roof of our front porch is right below the window. The roof only covers half of the porch. Anyone could easily climb onto the porch roof and to my window. Then the dream ends. 

I don't know what to think of these dreams and why they keep occurring. I am not afraid of bugs, insects, or spiders.

Thank you for reading.