Dream Stories

It was 3 a.m.

It was another long night when a gray cat came into my room walking on his two bottom fluffy feet when he tells me that I needed to protect myself and at that time, to be honest instead of being afraid of the unknown, I was calm, I felt safe and secure. Like if I've known the cat.

"It's okay, i'll be here, and i'll teach you how to fight, " says the cat as it hugs me.

I nodded at him and began to look at myself, arms, legs and body, I had white fur...

I had become a cat.

But still, I was not afraid, I was not shocked. The cat seemed so familiar but I had no clue who he was. He gave such heroic vibe, and it made me so happy that he was protecting me.

"Here, this is yours, they are almost here, and this will help you."

He gives me a sword, a sword that looked like a big needle. I hold the sword and he stares at me, I still feel secure, I still felt safe.

I nod and hold the sword, he teaches how to use it then out of nowhere a pack of wolfs come into my room holding the same looking sword and attack us. The cat charges at them and I follow behind. After a while things get blurry and I wake up.

it was 3 a.m.