Eighteen
My heart was pounding hard against my chest and I could just feel myself running out of breath very quickly. But I had to keep going, I had to keep running because there he was again, this wolf behind me. He was coming at me very quickly and there was absolutely nothing that I could do to save myself.
The fear, it was all so bad this time around. I was more conscious than I normally was and everything felt so real. The crazy thing was the fact that I was aware of the fact that I'm dreaming right now, but I could not get myself out of that dream.
I was watching my seven-year-old self run quickly through those words and feel so helpless because there was absolutely nothing I could do to actually match the strength of the wolf that was chasing me. He was huge, that was the most i
