Name; Snow
Age; 26
Gender; Female
Animal sprits; Great Horned Owl
I have been on my own for seven years. Nothing has changed from the time I left the nest. Its night and I'm wide awake. I spread my wings out, I jump from my tree. I drive down to catch my dinner. I feel so alone sometimes but I know the great owls are watching over me. I fly through the night. I make sure the whole forest knows I'm there. Other owls leave me alone because I'm different from them. I'm the only Great Horned Owl left in this forest everyone else has left me. I fly home and cry myself to sleep. This happens every night and it will never change and I wish it would. I may just move to a different forest to find my own kind but I'm never to sure.
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Poems and More
PoetryThere is poems from people I like. There's poems I wrote. I write monologues, short screen plays. I'm going to post them for you guys check out, but please don't copy right unless you ask me first. :)
