One night in February we heard something on top of the roof. Prowling,
sneakin' and tryin' to rip shingles off o' the roof. I grabbed me rusty rifle
an' cautiously peaked out the window. Nothing. A growl! A hiss! I cautiously
motioned to Angie to take Bethany into the bed room. Wolf and Fred were at my
I decided to look outside once more then, a huge eye meets mine. A huge paw
with four sharp claws swipes against the window, makin' a screechin' sound. A
mouth as big as one of our big fat pillows shows itself, blood red, filled
with gleaming white teeth as sharp as knives.
As big as a pillow; that's it! I get a pillow, as soon as t' glass is
shattered. The mouth reveals itself again - now's my chance! I shove the
giant pillow down it's throat, cuttin' off it's air circulation. It died.
I looked around. Wolf an' Fred were gone. My home was gone. All that was
there was light. Then a man appears. He has a white beard and is an Indian,
but he's a spirit. The spirit of the mountain lion I just killed. He spoke;
"It is time for you to go on your vision path, Blue Sky."
A Dream Comes True!!
Light, light was everywhere! My eyes blurred an' I was in a house. Somehow I
recognized it. I seemed to vaguely remember. Then it hit me. Seven years
before, when I was thirteen. Right before Angie woke me up. Then, this time
there was no snake, but it was the same place, I was positive. But, before my
dream I had remembered it. Flashbacks came back to me:
I was a baby,
My mother was rocking me;
In the treetop,
When the bow breaks,
The cradle will fall,
And down will come baby,
And all .....