Midnight Prowler
By Melody Beerbower, to be read in a soft, deep voice and with the lights turned down low.
A warm soft breeze
Drifting, drifting
As I stare out the window
Lis'ning, lis'ning
A sudden creak
A sudden sqwak
A shifting shadow
A broken lock
A red light glows
And what just happened
Nobody knows...
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