Six Sentence Story


Sitting here I can sleep or choose to observe. What machinations occur below me! I can tell by the baring of my branch it will be winter soon, and I will leave this scene for a warmer climate. Until then I must confess it is my joy to see the goblins, witches and ghosts sneak around below me. I especially like to watch the bullies trying to scare the wee ones.

I refuse to apologize, it’s my nature.



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