I groan, stretching in the coach. How on earth do people sleep in this? It's so uncomfortable it makes my back hurt.
I rub my eyes, but pause on remembering the floating blue tiger from last night. I turn my head left and right scanning the sitting room to make sure the ghost wasn't here.
I sigh in relief, "its just a dream." I mutter under my breath. I instantly feel someone's presence behind me. I go still, trying my best to stay calm.
Though, I end up jumping out of my skin when I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I yelp, and turn around but sigh in relief on seeing who it is.
"grand pa, it's you." I say, barely breathing. Still recovering from the shock.
"what's wrong with you today? Did you have a nightmare?" he asks with concern.
"well..." I begin, but lose my voice suddenly.
"what?" he asks me.
"nightmares..." I lie, he hums. Making his way to the dinning area.