I never thought I’d be wishing for someone to have said that they had been in my room messing with my things while I was out. Here or in my dream life but that’s the position I’m in there. Somebody went in my room and messed with my stuff, turned my clock toward the wall, put my watch face down and while it’s totally stuff my best friend there would do, she swears she didn’t and I believe her for some reason that I can’t quite explain.
Catty wants to use her ability to time travel to take us back to the night before to find out who was following me, but I refuse because her ability scares me worse than mine does. I just know that she’s going to take us back in time once and we’ll get stuck there. But I really should have known in the dream that she was going to do it anyway. Turns out some of the footsteps I was so freaked out by in my last dream belonged to Catty and I from when she took us back and we were following whoever had been following me. We don’t get a clear view of who it is, but they sure see where we are judging by what they whispered - that they’d find me later when I was alone.
I actually thought I heard it when I woke up from the dream which freaked me out even more than the entire dream had.