RETURN OF THE NIGHT OWL

RETURN OF THE NIGHT OWL

Winters chill roamed the room. The softness of my blue fleece blanket wrapped my body and I refuse to get out of bed, thinking to myself, I have exactly thirty minutes before the sun comes up and I have to get out the door into the freezing snow, And to school I could hear the commotion downstairs as everyone was running around trying to make it to school on time. I'm always the last one. School is six miles away so there's no need to rush. Finally the courage to place my feet onto the ice frozen floor boards I could see my breath as I yawned. Frightened by a loud bang on my window. I jumped. Paused in confusion I tip toed over to look out. There's nothing but a brown barn owl.

“Was that you?” I mumbled. Wondering What is a night barn owl doing here in the daytime I Starring into its big brown eyes. lost in questions and thoughts. I'm startled once again.

” Ivan, hurry up your going to be late.” my little sister Melanie said,

I rushed to grab the jeans I had thrown on the floor, and a random shirt out of the closet. Running down the stairs I remember the writing assignment I had to turn into today, to Mrs Federico’s class. When I stepped outside I could feel the hairs on my arms standing as I put my jacket on. Running down the drive way. In the corner of my eye I could see the same owl on the fence starring. Wondering once again, what the heck is that owl doing here?

At school I was Trying to avoid eye contact with Mrs. Federico, I found my seat and began looking through my book bag searching for nothing. Knowing I didn’t even start the assignment. She begins writing.

”since I have an errand to run this morning Mr. Bloonsberg will be taking over for today. You will be given paragraphs to correct, and your essays are due tomorrow, we will be going over them together in class. Sighing in relief, I looked out the window, all I could see was the bright white snow everywhere.

Walking home was more calm and relaxing. I looked up at the sky and there was that stupid brown owl again flying over towards a beat up abandoned house I decided to follow it. The owl lead me to a creek behind the house. The water had frozen over. Something shiny was stuck in the middle of the ice, looked like some kind of glass bottle. A started throwing rocks to see if I could hit it but had no luck. So I slowly stepped onto the ice. Each step made a cracking noise. But I can almost reach it. A little bit more and I can yank it out.

I heard a branch crack on one of the trees above me I quickly looked up and there was that fucken owl, watching as if it had intended for me to get the bottle. Watching with its piercing eyes. I grabbed the bottle and had to pull it out. The ice began to crack I started running. But the ice was breaking too fast I fell in but was able to grab the edge of the bank. Crawling out with every ounce of strength that I had seemed to be impossible but I did it. I lay on the floor catching my breath. Feeling the numbness of my frozen fingers and toes starting to thaw. I open my eyes and as my vision cleared there it was.

“What do you want?”I yelled, it just stood there starring then it flew away. I got up and wiped the water from my eyes. Grabbing my book bag from the floor I started heading home.

As I went up to my room. Changed my clothes and lay on the bed. Wondering where and why that stupid owl was around all day, boggled my mind. I looked out and it was nowhere to be found I walked to school the next day and the next and the next. But, I didn’t see the owl anymore. As I got up in the morning wondering why was I seeing that owl everywhere I was startled by a bang on my window. I paused then ran to the window. And just sitting there with not a care in the world, there it was with its mysterious eyes looking back and I smiled. It was back and I didn’t care why.