It all began when someone left the window open. I, Grant Burdick, woke up to a bone-chilling breeze, my linen curtains flying. I sat up with suspence that someone was watching me. Something was wrong. I looked all around my room, and I saw it. There was an empty space where a bird should be on my wallpaper. I tip-toed up to the wall, and I grazed my fingers along the blank space.Has it always been this way? I don't think so. Just as I was about to climb into bed, I could've sworn that I saw the wing of a paper bird lift and slam back onto the wall.
I shook it off and tried to forget about it, but as I drifted off I realized that I didn't close the window. I jumped out of bed and my jaw dropped. All of the birds on my wallpaper were gone.
This is beautifully written! I love the way you stretched out the suspense of the experience :)
ReplyDeletethat was amazing! it was so touching! it make me look at life in a different way! so thank you!
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