I was ten when I lost her. She was really sick. I remember refusing to go home. Even when the nurses said that visiting hours were over.

I'm talking about my grandmother. I remember her last day better then I know my own hand.

"Hey, come here little one." she said.

I did as she asked and crawled onto her hospital bed.

"Yes grandma." I said in my little voice.

"Honey, I have something very important to you." she said.

"What is it?" I said.

"Honey, grandma's not going to be around soon. And I want you to make me a promise for when I'm gone. Before I ask this of you, I need to tell a few things about your powers. First, that golden sand that you can see, it's called dream sand. And there is one who can control it. His name is the sand man. He is part of a group called the guardians. And your special sight go much farther then just seeing the sand, you can see guardians. Even if you don't believe in them. See, other people need to believe in them to see them. You don't. Another one is Santa, and the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy. And there is one person who wants to destroy them, who wants to rule the world. He is the king of fear, Pitch Black." she said.

I looked at her in confusion for a momment.

Finally I said, "What's the promise?"

"I want you to promise me that you will not keep your powers a secret forever. Wait until your ready to tell some one, know that you can trust them, but don't keep it hidden. Your powers are a gift, no matter what your mother thinks. Promise me that honey." she said.

I nodded.

"I promise." I said.

She gave me a sad smile, then said, "That's my girl."

"Grandma, how do you know all of this?" I asked.

"Because....., because Pitch Black is my father."

And with that I lost my best friend in the whole world.