[Eyudo]: 725.Flames in The Full Moon: the entire book.Chapter 7: Dreaming of the truth

I awoke the next morning cold, and with wet feet. The river had risen a few inches over night and my clothes were soaked. I looked around and saw that Midnight had disappeared from the cave. I crawled out from under the ledge and saw the same bear from before standing a little further from me on the side of the river. The bear had grown from last time I had seen him and he was trying to get Midnight again! Luckily though, Midnight had grown too.
Midnight gruesomely lunged for the bear’s neck and clamped down with his razor sharp teeth. Then he tore into the bear’s side with the pressure from his claws. The bear fell over, exhausted and pained from his wounds. I turned away as he finished the bear off. I couldn’t stand to see it. It reminded me of the mouse he caught. He wasn’t much of a puppy anymore.
Soon after, he walked over and nudged my leg, signaling he wanted to go back home. I considered it, keeping in mind the night before. We ended up going back any way; it would have been selfish to neglect my dog after all.
Truthfully, I was starting to want to go home too. But somehow that feeling didn’t leave after we got back to cabin. It was another thought to be stuck in my brain. I mean, I wanted to go home, but I was already there. So I did what I always did when my brain was stuck. I went for my “special” swim, as I liked to.
I traveled with Midnight to the river and set my clothes on a near by branch. Then I dived into the particularly warmer water. Although the sensitive water wasn’t going to heal my thinking headache, but I knew it would help.
I quietly watched a family of ducks swirl and dive in a shallow pool of water that was off set from the river. Then they all scattered as Midnight playfully jumped into the water and chased them all away. I felt again like he was the only thing I had left then. I loved him so much and I could tell he loved me too. I knew how he felt. His pack abandoned him, just as mine did too. He swam over to me and just floated there too.
Eventually I gave up on losing my thoughts and just decided to go back home. My mind was still jumbled. It was so bad that I left my clothes at the river after I got out. The darkness was falling on the sky fast and the temperature was dropping too. So I put some wood in the fireplace and started a fire to keep warm. I sat down on the floor in front of it and focus intensely on one thing: why? I sat there and just did nothing.
I ended up dosing off to an interesting dream that gave me hope and new signs of interest. It made me feel like I was a whole new girl! I dreamt that I actually woke up in my house, in my bed, with a mysterious figure standing next to me. I couldn’t tell who or what it was. Then it spread its huge wings and I saw that it was an eagle! He set a note with a golden tail feather on the bed next to me. I opened the special detailed, hand made envelope and read what the paper said. It was from some one unknown, but it told of my friends, family, and possible new relationships. It told how the R.U.M.O.R.S. club had fixed my reputation completely and how everyone missed me a lot and wanted me back to where I was suppose to belong, with them. It was truly a wondrous dream. I didn’t want wake up. But of course I had to wake up, and my dream popped like a bubble. I didn’t know why, but it made me feel better, and I guess that’s all that really mattered.
I got up and went to the cellar for some more wood to toss onto the dying fire. Unfortunately there was only one log left, which meant I had work to do. I sighed and grabbed the axe to my right. I headed out and searched for what I needed. I chopped down four small trees and turned them into bundles of twigs and sticks, then also piles of logs. Then I hauled them back to the cabin, load by load. It took me six hours all in all.
I finally finished stacking the wood down under the cabin in its traditional pyramid shape and was tired out. I spent the whole day chopping wood. It was a lot of hard work. As soon as I finished, Midnight came and jumped down the ladder and dove into the pile of wood. He sent it flying everywhere! I was mad. I gave him a look of anger, and he sulked out and to the upper room. Apparently he thought that that was funny.
I sighed again. I started to pick up all the scattered wood again and restack it. This time, I closed the door. As I did so stacking, I happened to come across an envelope. I picked it up and examined it. It looked oddly like the one from my dream. I looked wide-eyed at it, and then eagerly ripped the envelope to shreds to open it. I read it; it was nothing near what I had expected. This is what it really said:
Dear Amber,
This is a note from your parents. If you’re reading this, it means that we are dead. At this time, there are people after us for our secrets that we hold. They had threatened to kill if we didn’t tell them. This is the note declaring our death. Unfortunately you will have to live with foster parents in the town. Just remember, even though you may have never really known us, we will always love you.
Love,
Your parents
I was extremely confused. I wondered. Could I really be that same Amber? There was no way I was her. Or so I thought. Then, under where the envelope was a small, stuffed, toy dog. “Doggy.” I said, starting to cry tears of joy. Those tears faded to sadness and sorrow as I realized, I was that Amber.
I was shocked at that. I really thought I had had a normal childhood up until that time. That’s when I started thing way too deep. I wondered what else in my life was a lie, or was just none of it true at all! It was all too unreal. This was a terrible thing to discover.
This cabin and all these things weren’t there by great coincident; these things were here because my parents knew I would find it. But what I’m sure they wouldn’t have known the ritual, my new pet, my awesome grades, having as many friends as I did, running away and being able to live in the woods, or the thing I was going to do next. No one could have predicted this. I knew what I had to do.