Wraiths' Touch

If you have read some of my other stories you will see that I have some very odd things going on around me. For example, I have dreams that come true. I have had a dream and I truly do NOT want it to come true. I was laying in my bed, all the lights were off. It was a hot night. as I lay there I could hear a hard, deep breath.I remember in my dream I got colder and colder and the colder I got the louder that breathing became. there at the corner of my bed was a very nasty, cold, figure, and it honestly looked like one of those tings off of Harry Potter. It reached out and grabbed my ankle. I remember that my skin became ice cold. Even though it was dark I could see the creature's hand, or the bones of the hand on my ankle. It was a death grip, it did not move, I did not move. It let me go and then slid silently back into the corner in which I saw it came from.

I then woke up, I remembered everything, as if it was not a dream, as if it were real. And oddly my ankle was cold... ice cold...