The woods were thick and sound. You could hear the birds chirping and see the trees. there was snow on the ground, yet I didn't feel cold. I looked down to my feet shocked to see that they had been replaced by a claw. I looked to my arms to see they had been replaced by two long white wings. I had shape shifted into a snow owl!
Shocked at the events that happened before my eyes. I stumbled around frantically. looking like a chicken with its head chopped off. I fell right to my back making snow fly up like powder. I slowly and carefully got back to my talons. I spread my wings out and shook them to get the snow out of my feathers. I took a minute to admire how beautiful and long my wings were. I was very confused and a little frightened but at the same time I don't believe that I had ever felt more alive. I started to flap my wings getting some height in the air as i started laughing in amazement. “Im Flying!” I thought to myself as I flew higher. I could feel every muscle and feather in my strong wings. Never had I felt so weightless and free!
Then suddenly a strong head wind blew me over and out of control and making me hertl to the ground like i was shot down out of a plane, till I hit the soft snow again. I climbed back to my talons for a second time covered in snow. I shook the snow out of my feathers again and started to flap getting higher till I was above the trees. “This is amazing!” I could see everything. The beautiful purple mountains in the distance that towered over the trees making them look like grass. I couldn't decided what was more beautiful the sights or the sounds. I could hear the gentle running of a nearby river and strong winds whispering to me as it blew me in the direction of a river.
I followed the wind flying over the trees like a speeding bullet. Never have I ever felt so weightless and fast. I flew straight trying to catch a glimpse over the mountains but to my disappointment I saw nothing. I started flying towards the mountains knowing I had a long journey ahead of me. I flew for what seemed like hours feeling the tips of my wings growing numb from flying so long. “I better gets some rest.” I thoughts to myself as I flew down to a pine tree branch.
I sat there feeling my thoughts flood into my mind and make me dizzy as i tried to balance myself on the branch. I kept thinking about my friends and family, hoping they were ok. I looked up to the sky as the sun set over the horizon letting the stars take the spotlight on the dark stage of the night. I felt the cool breeze of the wind in my feathers as it gave me chills. I remember looking up at the same night sky wrapped in a warm blanket with my friends Kate and Donvin. We would laugh and talk about life. I smiled looking at skies thinking about them and how they would never believe the events that have happened to me so far. I’d better rest for now so I can fly home tomorrow. I hunched my head between my shoulders and my head tucked in my chest feathers as I drifted away into a deep sleep.
When I woke, I felt different. I looked around to see I was back in my bed. My claws were no longer claws but soft plum hands. I looked around my small raggedy apartment room that reeked with the aroma of men’s cologne and food. I sat upright and heard voices from there room. I threw some pajamas on and ran out to the kitchen to see Kate and Donvin Eating breakfast.
“Morning Alex, you hungry? Kate made breakfast” Donvin said as he handed me some orange juice. “You have a bad dream?” I drank some of the juice and sat it down on the counter. “No, not a nightmare but a very strange dream. It felt so real.” I sat at the table as Kate brought over a plate of eggs. “Maybe this will help take your mind off it.” I smiled and started eating. After breakfast I went into my room and threw on my Army uniform and took time to put on my insignia and badges. As I put them on I noticed out of the corner of my eye thats my bedroom window was open. Thats odd, I thought to myself because I know I didn't open it.
I closed my window and then went to my bed to go make it before I left for work. But when I pulled the covers off the bed a single Pure White Feather fell onto the floor. I put the blanket down and picked up the feather and examined it closely. It looked exactly like the feathers from the dream. I looked out the window and thought to myself.
Was it a Dream?