I woke up and looked out the window where the noise was coming from.

"What is it?" I asked myself, the window is closed. buset I hate ghosts anyway, I shrugged and laid down in my bed again.

By the way, I have been having weird dreams lately. I can't remember very well because I could only see for a few seconds, it was weird because I can't remember but I woke up with sweats. Is that a bad thing though? I might die because of my nightmares.

Also Berry’s been eyeing on me, he was always with me and told me to take a rest always. Berry and I...