Literary Spotlight: The Dreamcatcher

Every night, I sleep with a dream catcher hanging above my bed. A long time ago, the Indians came up with a solution to cure people from nightmares; a dream catcher. It's a cute little circle with thread inside of it, with feathers and beads dangling down from it. They say it captures your bad dreams and sends them away for good...and on December 1, 2016 I believed it. Ever since I was a little girl, I kept having awful dreams of some green ugly creature chasing me in the woods. Same dream every time, that's why it was so unusual. Finally, a few months ago I went to see a specialist dealing with those kind of things, but we had to travel 2 states away every month and we couldn't afford it anymore. So that was a temporary solution unfortunately. My birthday was a week or two ago and my uncle made me a dream catcher, he claimed it would "scare my bad dreams away". When everyone left I threw it under my bed and my mom made me get it and hang it up. "Hey, you never know it might work. Don't knock it out before you try it!" she said. I sighed as I pinned it on my ceiling almost falling off my bed in the process. That night I slept peacefully, and that's what scared me the absolute most. At 6:00 am I woke up for school with a smile. I yawned and sprawled out on my bed, feeling so relaxed. Then it hit me, "What the heck!" I yelled. My mom and dad rushed up the steps as fast as they could. "What's wrong? Are you alright?" they shouted. "For once, I actually am." I replied with the biggest smile I think I've ever had in my 15 years of living. They left my room calmly, as soon as the door shut I got up on my bed and examined the strange object that hung above me while I slept. "What are you?" I said confused. I was truly a little scared. In the past, absolutely nothing could help me with my bad dreams. From medicine to therapy nothing could conquer them. But this cheap looking thing did. I turned around for maybe 3 seconds and felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped and turned back around. Nothing was there. "Am I dreaming?" I thought to myself. Then in my mirror I saw the green thing in person after all these years, it was me...

-Aeriel Corvin