The wind swirling against the top of a rv. The rain poring down hard, thunder crashing. The little girl named silver inside the rv sleeping in the loft scared to death curled up in a little ball. Her parents sleeping away the night not hearing the terrifying wind and thunder it was as if silver was the only one hearing it.... Like she was imagining it, or even creating it.
Silver saw the shadows in her room as monsters trying to get her, the dim blue night light in the other room as a flash light that a young boy is holding trying to save her from monsters, heard the sounds of her brothers sleeping imagined it as a huge troll sleeping ready to wake up at any noise she made and attack her. The branches of a tree near by swaying In the wind hitting against the rv.
She climbed down the ladder leading to her room and landed in the living room quietly. She sat down on the couch and opened the window a little to see the stars shinning brightly, so bright it hurt her eyes she closed the window fast. Then opened it again being curious and looked at the moon it shinned brightly also but somehow she was able to sit there for a very long time starring at the beautiful glowing moon. To her the sky look like a million fairies trying to make it down to earth. She loved watching the sky, even in the mornings the sky fascinated her.
She glanced over towards their kitchen not a every big kitchen for being in a rv but big enough so they could eat and cook. She realized it was 1 am long past her bed time she should be sleeping, dreaming of lollipops and fairies but she dreamed of stars, of the moon, the fairies in the sky wanting her to let them visit the wonderful earth she so loved to watch grow.
After a couple more minutes of looking at the sky silver closed the window and climbed up her ladder. She got under her blankets and sleep took over.
