Chapter 9

Maylee’s POV

I dream that I am floating through the air, comfort and ease surrounds me and I sway softly through the brisk night air. I start to wake up, but I do not want to lose this feeling so I force myself to stay in the dream world for a little while longer. My dream turns quickly into a mix of memories and nightmare. I am sitting on my mom’s lap. I feel small inside her arms, she is crying, staring into my eyes; she is so sad, all I want to do is take away her sadness.  My dream warps andI feel a bit older and my hair is longer. We are now at the park, my happy park, where the slide is so high I can see everything in my little world. I call out for my mom to watch me slide down on my stomach head first, but she doesn’t respond. I look for her and find her in the shadows of a tree, it looks like she is arguing with the tree. Silly mommy, trees can’t talk. I