It was 12 at night. I was curled up in my sheets, tossing and turning.
My insomnia has gotten worse.
I sigh as I give up on sleeping again and turn to my phone. Time to look at memes i suppose.
I scrolled for what seemed like 30 minutes til I heard a strange sound.
"Who Who. Who Who."
An Owl? I thought to myself but it couldn't be. In the city of where i am in california. Where I'm from there's no such things as Owls in the area.
But maybe it was a lucky find?
I went to my window and opened the blinds. It was dark so I used my Phone to see.
In Front of my small apartment is a tree of which would be a perfect perch for an owl. But i couldn't see it at all.
"Hello little birdy? Where are you?" I said in a hushed whisper. After waiting another 4 minutes I gave up and returned to my bed. Well that was boring, I sighed. It would have been cool to see an Owl, my friend Rocky would be stoked. Oh well, have fun Owl, wherever you are I guess.
Turning off my phone again trying to sleep. I kept hearing this a couple of times before I had finally fallen asleep.
The next morning i came into the living room and turned on the tv as i made my breakfast, cereal.
"Last night it all started with a hoot from an owl but this was no normal bird. Two bodies were found in the Hanjilins residence, one stabbed to death while the other was suffocated. If you heard a hoot in the middle of the night, that wasn't a bird it was three teenage boys who still havent been located. If you see these faces at anypoint please contact the police."
I froze, still pouring my cereal til it overflowed out of the bowl. I just stood there thinking to myself.
That could've been me.
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