So, I’ve started a journal to pass the time. Today was pretty usual. I had that strange dream again last night, where I was in the body of a baby, surrounded by weird guys in red cloaks who were talking about a blessing. I was woken up by Fang, my pet red panda who’s about the size of a lion. He likes to be my alarm clock. He even goes off at 2:00 am because he wants to go outside and explore the town sometimes. I haven’t told anybody about my dream. Not Billy, Not Runa, not dad, nobody, and I don’t plan to. I can figure out why I keep having it on my own.
Me and dad took Fang to a certified historian who even knew stuff about ancient history. He said that Fang was the loyal companion of someone named Alexander, one of the Eyes of the universe’s prophets, and one of my ancient ancestors from my mom’s side of the family. Dad’s building a trundle bed for Fang in my room.
