Ever since my grandpa passed away a few months ago my family hasn't been quite the same. My 16th birthday just felt like another day without him here to celebrate. The family has been different and my home has been changing ever since. My dad started a new job and my mom had to get one to help my dad pay the bills. Grandma sold the last cows they had and doesn't plan on getting any more. She said she can't handle it by herself and she always cried when they sold at auction anyways. I think it's because she has a big heart and loves all animals and it was grandpa's job to take them to auction. Overheard grandma telling my dad that he didn't have to worry about taking care of her, that grandpa had already planned for everything and she would be taken care of with the money grandpa set aside for this situation. Dad and mom both insisted that they would help so she would never want for nothing. On top of all these changes, I have been feeling different as well, like something is changing.
Dad says that I have been feeling different because I'm 16 now and my hormones are probably acting up. I mean that could be it, that could be the reason I feel like I've gotten bigger and stronger than most my age. I only know that because of my last doctor's visit so I can go back to school. Did I mention I am smarter than most kids my age and I'll be starting my senior year real soon. I, however, do not think it's because of hormones because of course I already hit puberty a couple years ago. Mom says I take after my grandfather. He was a big man. Very strong and sturdy with reliable smarts. She says that dad wasn't as big or strong but He had lots of smarts. She thinks that grandpa's genes skipped a generation and that I had the whole package in turn some girl would be very lucky to have me. However, that does not explain the other things that are happening to me.
My dreams have been so vivid and clear like it was happening in real life. They started about two months after my grandpa died. At first they weren't so clear or easy to understand. I would see my grandpa fishing some nights. Other nights I would see wolves but as they progressed on I would feel it in my dreams. I end up running through the woods at night feeling the cool breeze on my face. Going through the creeks I could feel the water on my feet and splash me in the face. It wasn't, that's impossible right? Just recently I felt another part of me was searching for something or was it someone? Up until now, it didn't feel like I was there in real life. When it started to feel real to me is also the time I began to spot eye's staring at me. I feel like I know these eye's like I've seen them before but that can't be. It's just a dream but I can feel myself running after those eye's. For a couple nights now, I've been running after them and I finally caught a glimpse of her. I've never seen her before nor do I imagine I ever will because of course she is just a figment of my imagination. I must have good taste, she is by far the most beautiful girl I have ever imagined seeing.
The next few nights I keep seeing her face but I'm still running after her. Her image fades from her to wolves somewhere in the middle of the dream and it only happens after I try to talk to her. The first time my dream switched up on me I actually stopped in my tracks confused and the wolves kept running but I didn't see the girl anywhere. I feel determined to find the truth in my dream. My grandpa always said that your dreams were a way for your surroundings to tell you what's going to happen or send you warnings. He said that's how he knew when it was time to go fishing. I'm starting to wonder if he wasn't actually joking about that. I'm stuck and I have no idea what could be happening or what kind of warning this would be. I'm usually pretty smart about puzzles or problem solving. Maybe my perspective is off or I'm not focusing on the right things. This is going to bug me until I find out why I keep having this dream. It's like I can't focus on anything else and I just want things to go back to the way they were.
Fortunately, the next night she wasn't in my dreams. It was just me, I was all alone running and I couldn't stop running. I wasn't in control like usual and I didn't like that. I ran so fast and so far I couldn't recognize where I was anymore. I finally stopped at this lake. It was a beautiful scene with mountains and tall oak trees surrounding the crystal clear lake. I walk along the water taking in everything then I spot him sitting there fishing in the light of breaking dawn. I approach slowly, then I realize who I'm staring at and I freeze dead in my tracks. It can't be because my grandpa died. What's going on with me, my head is just spinning. He speaks to me but it's not me it's more like a memory. I keep listening and I realize it's the fishing and hunting trip he took me on last year but how could I have forgotten such a beautiful place.
Remembering that conversation we were having, I started to remember the weird and very unusual things my grandpa had said and some of it made no sense then nor does it now. He was warning me of the changes I would be going through this year but I just chalked it up to puberty and graduating and starting my life so young. His last words ring in my head, with these changes to come your life will also change forever and it will be your choice only. Then he laughs, points at the water and I look in. I see a wolf, Beautiful, huge with magnificent brownish black fur. Everything begins to fade, then I realize it's a reflection. It's my reflection! What does this mean? Why is my reflection a wolf? Everything goes dark and my alarm clock goes off. It's time to get ready for my first day of senior year.