As I drifted off to sleep a cold breeze filled the air, almost as if a window had been open. I looked around but found nothing so I pulled the covers up around my neck a drifted off to sleep. Midnight rolled around and I was awaken by the sounds of coyote howling in the night I couldn't fall back to sleep so I reached over to turn on the television and found a strange object attached to the lampshade. Was he here again, what was this strange item he left, what was the meaning of it. On the table next to my bed I found a card that explained just what the item was for, it said, it was a Dreamcatcher and the Native American's of the the Great Plains believe the air is filled with both good and bad dreams. According to the legend, the good dreams pass through the center hole to the sleeping person. The bad dreams are trapped within the web where they perish in the light of dawn." I found that to be most interesting but once again where did it come from, was someone here or was it just a spirit passing in the night.

I decided to try to fall back asleep and see if this so called dreamkeeper was all it was cut out to be. I pulled my covers back up around my neck, closed my eyes and started drifting slowly off to sleep.