❦ The Secret Of Described Leaves 〖another story〗❦

I sit up sharply on the bed. I try to open my eyes. It's hard going. In the blink of an eye, I see the outline of a table and a lamp on it. I realize I'm in my room. Phew. It was just a dream. I look out the window at the sky. The moon is shining outside, so it's not that dark. The wind blows. The branches bend in a gust of wind. It got cold. I go to the window and out of nowhere I freeze. Something flashed outside.
I'm calming down. "That was a branch. She moved because of the wind. It was nothing." I go back to bed. I just lie there, staring at the ceiling and pondering. It occurred to me that I was a scarecrow, afraid of a branch flickering in the wind. I cannot sleep. I still have something to think about. At that moment I heard a loud bang. I gasped in shock.