The storm tonight is very scary, strong winds with a stronger howling voice blows across the valley. Even with the full moon the darkness is still ominous causing the bravest of men to quake in their beds.
Many would say there’s nothing to be thankful for tonight, but not me; I’m as happy as any sand-boy can be. I have a warm roof over my head, an ample helping of delicious cookies and a luscious bed to lay my head. The same cannot be said for the little girl under whose desk I reside tonight. Chirrrrpp! Goodnight.
In response to Friday fictioneers writing challenge hosted by Rochelle. The picture was provided by Madison Woods and we are asked to write a 100 words story inspired by it. Thanks Rochelle for hosting it, see you next week.
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