I walk inside. Not really my style, but not really my opinion on the matter. Pat taps me on my shoulder. "I know it's different, but you can get used to it. Besides, tomorrow we are going to get a surprise, aand i'm setting up a welcome party for you!!! Now, it's late, so go upstairs, leave your bags, my butler Nico will unpack them. Brush your hair, and go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow!!" I shrug. "Mmmmmmm ok" I really didn't have very many things, my journal, a family picture from my brother's graduation last year, a book of Hans Christian Anderson Fairy Tales, and my necklace, which I had put in my bag so it wouldn't cause any problems.
Once upstairs, I put on my pjs from the orphanage, brush my teeth and hair, and then climb into bed. Before I fall asleep, two dogs come prancing in. I pet them both on the head, turn of my PINK light, and fall into a deep sleep.

I'm Awake. In a forest. How did I get there? Not exactly sure. "Muaaaaa-ah-ah" I Jerk my head in the direction of the song. I walk towards it. Somehow, the song seems more like a sad, lonely tone. I walk up to a swamp-like pond. There is something in the middle. It looks like a person, a woman, to be exact. It seems that is where the sound is coming from. I walk towards it. The thing has vines or seaweed all over its head, hair. I walk even closer. My necklace starts to glow. How did it get on me? The thing has a glowing necklace too. Suddenly, I take a wrong step and break a stick on the ground. The thing turns around. A nixie. I read about them in Hans book. The nixie turns to me and starts to whistle. She shows me a mirror, my face is feflecting from it. Suddenly, a chorous of voices start to sing the sound I know ALL. TOO. WELL. "Muaaah-ah-ah" Suddenly, I feel a cold grasp on my shoulders. My feet start to sting. I look in the mirror again and I'm not myself. Im a fairy. There are wings on my back. I start to sing along with the voices, and my feet start to bleed. I fall on my knees, "Stop...please... Stop.." Nothing, my knees are covered in dirt, rain starts to pour and then everything goes black.

I wake up in bed, in a cold sweat, my hand over my knees. They are dirty. "That's wierd" I think. My foot also has a cut in it. What happened? It takes awhile, but I finally notice my necklace. It's glowing. It has another message! "The one with the wings flies the highest." What does that mean? Does it have something to do with the wings that were on me? Suddenly, my room door bursts open. Oh no.
"Brook? Are you okay?" Asks Pat. "You were screaming in your sleep!" "No, I'm fine." I reply. Just still not having good sleeps after the bombing." "Well," Pat says, "I hope you feel batter tomorrow. She slams the door shut behind her.
My Necklace fades. The message dissapears. Somehow, I still don't feel safe.