The Dreamcatcher Monologue

Lying in bed getting ready to fall asleep, the man took a deep breath and felt a sense of comfort from the smell of wood shavings. He had been carving wood earlier to make a dreamcatcher for his daughter so that it would catch the evil spirits that cause nightmares. There were many evil spirits on his native land and they were in a state of unrest because his land had been constantly destroyed by the white man. The outsiders constantly disturb the burial grounds, upsetting spirits who were once at peace.
As the older man's eyes got heavier, he suddenly heard a creak come from across the room near the large wooden bookshelf on his left. He squinted his eyes to try and figure out where the sound came from but he came up empty. He knew it couldn't …show more content…
It was surrounded by the black and gray horses he had drawn himself and he was hoping that the dreamcatcher would keep his dreams peaceful tonight. However, while he was having this thought, he saw movement out of the corner of his eye again. He turned his head and saw that the doll had turned his head and was staring directly at him. Knowing that it wasn't his old age catching up to him, the old man grabbed some herbs from his dresser. Thankfully he had borrowed some from his father’s stash and he hoped that he could make something to ward off the evil spirits. He lit a match and caught the end of the herbs on fire. The smoke swirled around his room with the help of his multi-colored ceiling fan. The squeaking of the fan let him know that the smoke would soon be spread around the whole room. He kept his eyes on the figurine, in the hopes that it would no longer move.
Suddenly a breeze startled him and blew the fire out. Knowing his window was closed increased his fear of the spirit. He knew that the spirits here were getting stronger, but he never knew how much. He didn't know why the spirit was targeting him, unless it was something he did unknowingly. The wind blew again and something fell off the shelf. He leaned over his bed and noticed that a book had fallen open on the floor. Grabbing a flashlight, he turned it to see what the book had opened …show more content…
Making a face, the man thought for a moment but he wasn’t sure what destiny the spirit was referring to. Confused at the message he was receiving, the man looked for the doll on the shelf. The figurine was sitting in its original position as if nothing had happened. The man slowly stood up with the book in his hands, while keeping an eye on the doll just in case the spirit decided to make another appearance. As he was walking past his off-white dresser, he noticed that the herbs that were once there were gone. He knew he left them there because he always kept track of them because his father was stringent when letting him borrow them. Smelling smoke, the man spun around towards the bookshelf and unsurprisingly there the doll sat with burning herbs in its lap. The dolls head suddenly turned towards him and he heard a voice whisper, “Footsteps. You didn’t follow. No one comes to your doorstep. Be a healer of the