Singing Lady

Singing lady, perched by my window, every single night. Sounds so eerie at 2am, it does give me a fright. My blinds closed tight and I'm too scared to look outside. So I pull my covers over me and I try to hide. Louder, closer, she almost seems to be inside. Curiosity takes over as... Continue Reading →

The haunting sounds of winter.

An orchestra of weather beat on the windowpane. The howling of the wind pliè and flying through the leaves. Thrashing fiercely on the glass, I hear the pouring rain. The haunting sounds of winter entertaining me. The darkness blankets the entirety of outside. Glistening diamonds, decorate the sky. A harem of angels singing in the... Continue Reading →

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