Window

I sat on the brown leathered couch, my legs crossed under me. I was looking straight ahead at the pale wall. My living room was always small, enough to only fit a medium black couch and a table that held our miniature tv. My mother never wanted to move to another bigger, better house. saying there's just "so many memories in this house about you and your sister" that she didn't want to forget about. Foolish woman. She never knew what happened while she was gone. My father was a disgusting man.

I heard a chirp to my right and whipped around. Confused, I looked at the small black crow in the center of the hallway connected to my living room. I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched it walk around in mini circles in the small space. It stopped after a couple seconds.

It took me a moment to figure out it was looking at a small frog next to the wall. The crow walked forward, its nails clicking as it took steps toward the tiny amphibian. I smiled as it emitted a small ribbit. The crow stopped in front of the frog and looked down at it. I watched curiously as the crow pecked the head of the frog. It jumped foward, now in the middle of the hallway.  I let out a small gasp as the crow shot forward and grabbed the little frog in its beak, swallowing it whole.

Satisfied the crow padded to the end of the hallway, before stopping and turning around, looking straight into my eyes. My eyes widened slightly as I stared at the bird. It walked towards me and flew onto the armrest. The crow started making a series of caws and coos before I heard a loud bang. I jumped and turned my head at the sound.

My eyes widened in horror as I see my big sister outside banging on the window. The crow continued cawing, seeming to get louder as I jumped up and ran to the window. My sister banged on the window harder, rattling it and yelling something I couldn't make out. Ignoring it, I tried opening the window, hearing my heart pound in my ears as I started trembling.

I turned around and was about to run to the door to let her in, but as I looked around I noticed that the door was gone. The hallway disappeared. All that was left was the couch and the crow that seemed to have gotten louder. My sister's banging became more frantic and soon she started pounding on the window, making the little living room shake. I turned back around and gasped, noticing that her hands are now bloody.

I started screaming and pounding on the window, trying to break it. At this, the crow flew towards me and pecked me on the head with its beak. I smacked it to the ground as I tried pulling the window up, hitting it with my elbow, anything to try to get it to open. I started crying as I attempted to try to break the window once more, though failing.

I hadn't noticed that my sister was no longer banging on the window, and the crow had suddenly become silent. She smiled at me. I stopped crying, looking at her. She placed her bloodied hand on the window softly. I lifted my trembling hand and placed it over hers, confused. She smiled wider and said something that I couldn't understand. I looked at her lips as she said it again.

"I love you, little sister"

And with that she collapsed onto the ground. I cried out as I started to bang on the window, looking down at her unmoving body. I sobbed as I called out to her, knowing she couldn't hear me anyway. Tired, I slid to the ground, giving up on any more tries to open the window. The crow walked over to me and stared into my eyes. I ignored it as I continued sobbing. I felt it peck my leg and I looked over at it. "What do you want?" It cooed at me as it turned around and flew to the other side of the room. Curious, I looked over to see it doing some sort of bird-like hacking.

I gasped quietly as I saw the little frog it had eaten before popping out of his mouth. I glanced at the crow and back to the little frog, as it lets out a croak.