Tuesday, December 7, 2021

-Holiday Writing

I lay on a branch. I was watching the dark cold trees, They were glistening with melting snow. The moon was reflecting off the shiny trees. A small cottage lay in the snow. Snow was fluttering down onto the roof. Puffy smoke was coming out of the chimney. Snow was packed into the forest floor. The light from inside the cottage was pouring onto the cold white snow. 

The owner of this cottage had long white silky hair. They fluttered as the wind carried them around the forest. They were visible through the foggy window. It looked like they were cleaning something.

There was all of a sudden a big groaning creaky noise coming from outside. It looked like a tree was falling. One of the big ones as well. That's not good. I quickly jumped down from the branch. The tree was falling even faster. The groaning noise increased; It was nearly reaching the ground! 

Until...

The person who was inside quickly rushed out of the cottage. Time froze slowly as the tree slid back to where it originally was. Blue dust was floating everywhere; I looked back at the tree then the person. I was insanely confused.

This was a confusing day. I'm going back to sleep. 



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