She tossed and turned in her tiny bed.

This dream was the most bizarre she had ever had.

She was in a forest. Around her everything was a block. She turned around and there stood a house, made of brick and wood. It was completely cubed. She had never seen something more strange.

Around her were creatures. Spiders as big as she was, and tall green beings with no arms. The most oddest ones were a snow man, who appeared to be alive, and a tall black creature with purple eyes. They both surrounded her, and whispered to her.

She ran away some, but they followed her. She kept running until she found herself in a snow biome. There was another house. It was made of snow. She opened the iron door, and there sat two men. One had sunglasses and a glowing amulet. The other wore a purple suit, with a red face on it, much like the creature she had seen before.

The two had the warmest smiles on their faces. She herd the door slam, and the snow man and the strange black creature came into the small home.

The two men stood up from their seats, and walked to her with their arms open. She felt so much warmth from their smiles, se felt as if she were to melt, but why?

She sat up in her bed to a crack of lightning. She got out of her bed and sat at the window. Though she was terrified of thunder, the storm was passing her by several miles. She adored watching the colors flash and dance in the sky. But tonight it was different. She couldn't think straight.

"Who am I?"

The dream meant something. More then any other dream she had had in that house. She was someone. Someone she did not know of. This life was not her. This world was not her. She was not Tootsie, and never would be. But who was she?

She picked up a knife in her room. She was going to end this life. There was no point in trying to make any sense of it.