Obsessive Parents

Rachael's POV

Slowly, I opened my eyes.... Stars, I saw stars... really familiar ones. It wasn't just the stars that got my attention, but the dream catcher hanging above my head.

This is my dream catcher, my mum brought it for me when I was five. I had a really bad dream, and she brought it to calm me down.

This can't be real, right? Because, if it is real... then it means, I'm laying down on my bed, inside my room, that is in my parent's palace back at the Red Moon Pack.

I turned my head slowly to the left, and I saw it... Mr Grumpy.

I gulped, staring at Mr Grumpy intently, wondering how in the world it looks so real.

I stretched my hand out for it, then carried my teddy bear up in my hands. If this is a dream, then it's a really realistic one. Mr Grumpy felt so real in my hands, but—

"You are awake!" I heard a scream, and a sound of a broken glass.

I turned around immediately, only to see... I saw, I saw my mother at the door, and the broken glass was a glass bowl.

"Racheal!