I sat out the for hours. I ended up cncelling the party. My friends made fun of me, my siblings teatsed me of being a squib, and the owl never came. I sat and waited from 7:35 a.m to 10:47 p.m. It never arrived. But there was one peculiar thing that happened that birthday. I dreamed. I began the see the future in my dreams. I dreamt it, told my family, got laughed at, and then it came true. The cycle always repeated. Day after day, night after night, dream after dream. It was my life now. I couldn't escape it. I could only turn to dream catchers. They never worked though. Especially that one night. The night where everything changed and nothing, and i mean nothing was the same again.