When I woke up that morning, I was confused. I stared with unseeing eyes at my environment before they cleared up and I could see the inside of my room. It took me a moment to realise that I’d been dreaming which was why it was hard for me to focus after I woke up. It had been a weird dream.

I was being chased by a large wolf that had my parents’ faces. Yes, it was one wolf with two faces on it. They’d been chasing me, intent on catching me and making me cry. They needn’t have tried because even as I ran, I cried. I was terrified....