Nights Of The Owls.
Night 1
I Was in the tree. Looking out below. Wondering. If mice are nocternal. I looked down into the window where i saw a girl, asleep in her very comfy-looking bed. I wondered if she knew i was watching over her...
The wind rushed across my face as I looked below. I KNEW that she KNEW that I was watching over her...
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