never felt so weird.
like i could sleep forever. my arms were heavy and my head went back.
papa carried me in his arms. i opened my eyes a bit and asked him what had happened.
"it'll be okay" he said.
i saw flames flaring up behind papa. something was burning, but i didn't know what was burning.
then papa told me it was our house.
my little sister and momma were dead, but papa didn't care.
then he dropped me and i fell, i fell, i fell...
i woke up. it was just a nightmare.
i think that magic is one of the things that causes nightmares.
but nightmares are bad. so that means an evil magic exists.