Return of the Night owl

I was a little girl ; not sure how old , I were at the time. My Great Grandmother held me in her arms , as she carried me. Maybe I were to little to walk or just walk to slow.

She and my uncle , my mother only brother were walking together but would depart as she waited on the pass for his returned.

Before he was out of her site , distanced and timing not enough to save me. Out of no where an bird ; had flew to where my Great Grandmother stood holding me up in her loving arms. She never made a sound, I never felt her arms that wrapped around me loosing. But there was a thought in my mind

the bird wanted to take me.

My Greatgrandmother wasn’t going to let me go.

What’s going to happen; cause I didn’t want to go and I didn’t want anything to happen to her. That bird was a weird looking bird , it had limbs as a human.

I was beginning to be afraided ; but I trusted in my Great Grandmother. She wasn’t going to let me go.

The bird had come over us as in away to attacked or to say, give up the child.

She begun moving her hands back and forth as silent speaking ; go away , no you can’t have this child.

Young as I were ; my thoughts were the bird man want to take me with him or her.

But where to a nest ? What would happen to me ? Who and why were next in my thoughts ! Who is this or what was it and why did they want me ?

I was sure there were more of them and they wanted me but why ?

My next thoughts , were if I didn’t want to go with the bird man ; I wouldn’t have too !

I had to let him know. I had to think just that.

A head , face, winds and under the wings a body of a human. Did I say, that the bird had human features ? Yes, I seem it and close my eyes as he flew towards us a second time.

I must omit , I were scared and about to cry.

I want Ed him too go away. I thought to myself; go away bird or man.

The bird kept on trying to get her to give me up without a fight. Turn her a loose lady.

I’m not going without her. I knew that bird

want to take me and he wasn’t going away. The thought came into my mind ; if I didn’t want to go ; the bird man would go away.

I had remembered , thinking that thought before but had forgotten it. I really didn’t know but I said , no without opening my mouth. I don’t want to go was my thoughts. I don’t want to go with you bird. Bird without any fight turns away. Flying away from us back high into the sky. It went away. Where is the bird going? Will it come back for me ? I didn’t know hoping that it wouldn’t. As now , my thoughts continues into ; one day I would learn why ? There was more to this day that would become into my life. But still not knowing why , what was to come or how ,when.

Who were I ? I didn’t want to be raised birds. I couldn’t imagine what that would be like living in a nest. But could think it at an young age. I couldn’t see the future of my life. Years passed, I begin Headstart or what most people know as Kindergarten.

I had chosen to stay with my Great -Grandmother and the family was that I only known. My thoughts of the bird had been no, I don’t want to go with you.

Sometime before finishing Headstart ; my

Great Grandmother passed away. I was a believer of God; the one with the son called Jesus. I had begun singing and worshiping about him.

Seven grade; junior high school my Great Greataunt passed away. Now I were noticing my life as why , what’s going on.

I lost my Mother ; she had passed away around the time, I were still in third grade to my remembers.

Years before my mother passed away and my Great Grandmother. It was this place in hat the bird man had approached us. A little white brick building ; my Great Great Aunt cafe. While we were there waiting outside the building on the side facing a Corn field. It wasn’t open and wouldn’t be until Fridays and Saturdays nights mostly.

There had been times other then the weekends such as during the daytime and can’t remember why on som Sundays nights. Then there were rumors ; that my Great Grandmother and her sister my Great Great aunt didn’t get along.

After making it to the seventh grade; she told me it would be the hardest grade for me and that it was the hardest for all students.

Assuring me ; after passing that grade. The other grades would be easier. At least that was the message ; send to me from the lady she worked for.

Sitting on her porch one summer night , it was still early. There was a sound of an howeling. I never heard it before. I asked, the young man sitting there with me ; why was that dog howling ? He told me that it meant someone was going to die.

I didn’t know if that was true. I didn’t believe that was true ; the thought of the sound of howling was frightened enough. To believe something was strange about it was bad enough. Wishing I never heard the howeling or what the man had said was my thoughts. Just into seventh grade , dog howling , my thoughts and what people was saying , it seem like things were becoming harder. I never hearded , all this was new to me. It’s dark , howling or what the house across the street is where the sound seen to been coming from. On the side of the house that set up on a hill a few steps from the left of the house. Is was an beautiful white dog , that look like a wolf and from there through a small corn field is the place where the bird man came to get me. That place was the side of the building ; now our cafe ; my Great Great Aunt was the owner.

I’m not believing , I actually heard the dog howling. Bring back the remembrances of that bird man , the place and this sound of the howling was still around the cafe.

Why and for what? My aunt had always wanted me to be living with her. After the death of my mother ; that happened.

It had been many years passed ; since that bird man came. I know before I went to lived with her that I would be living with her. I guess they were assuring me life after seventh grade would be easier. Maybe they were right or wrong. Ether way my life life

has been a blessing one ! I am alive telling a story about the Return of the Night Owl with only ten hours left. Meaning type this story before the time is to late to submit it.

They seems to be watching and asking

who ? At least that were my first thoughts

always about a owl. I never had been amused by them.

In the summer of 2018 , we had moved to Stone Mountain,GA . A few weeks after moving into the house . As we were about to enter into our new home. My grandson said, grandma there’s a owl. I didn’t want to hear anything about an owl. I didn’t say anything back to him ; until he repeated it again. Grandma ; there’s a owl . Where I asked , not really wanting to know. He continue telling me where the owl was . I didn’t see the owl . Look Grandma right there up in the tree.The tree was on the right side of the house across from the driveway. Yes , I see it. Quickly I wanting to go inside the house.

We enter the house. I was thinking why did he tell me. Thinking he’s a little guy my grandson and he wants his grandmother to see the owl. He only brought it to my attention, other people were with us.

Nobody else spoke a word. They all were speechless. Okay they don’t seem to be concerned with hearing or seeing the owl.

They did even look to see the owl , as I had offer to show interested caused of my grandson seem to want me to know the owl was there watching us. He assured me that there was an owl there after I said , I didn’t see the owl . My eyes caught glimpse of the little brown owl body sitting quietly in the tree facing us. I was hoping that he had flew away before I had seen him. But I knew he would be still waiting.

About a month later, another beautiful sunny day; I had walking into the kitchen only seconds later to hear my grandson again telling me that the owl was outside in the tree next to the patio. I couldn’t believe what he had said, maybe he just telling me this. Kidding around with me.

I couldn’t finish my thoughts which were why is the owl still here and n a different tree behind our house ?

I said, you are kidding.He replying come and see. I were still on why is he telling me and why is there an owl out in daylight ?

I didn’t want to see but I had to see. I step out on the patio , couldn’t see the little owl at first. but it was there sitting looking. The tree was close as it could be to the kitchen and patio ; I couldn’t had climbed without an problems up into the tree. Once I seen his little owl body. I took off back inside of the house.

He sitting there quietly in the tree. I couldn’t believe now the owl is outside the kitchen in tree behind the house. Before he was on the front side of the house.

My bedroom upstairs where I slept was on that side of the house by the tree.

Finally, I didn’t hear my grandson telling about he had seen the little owl again.

The beginning of New Year; we had move again. Across the highway ms to another side of Georgia. Summer in a new house. But U still haven’t forgotten about he little owl. Never believed it were a real owl anyway. Didn’t give to much thought about seeing the owl. Just couldn’t shake the fact my grandson was always the one whom seen the owl. I love to see the Sun brighten the inside of any room of th house. Couldn’t believe we had moved again. What were going on with my family ? I were often thinking about my family. After all I had been living with my son , two daughters and three grand children before moving from Stone Mountain. They all had lived with me before I became unemployed.

I were often thinking there’s something that didn’t seem to be right. I knew when the time comes , if it was something that was happening , I didn’t know about it would come to light.

I was working on my songs as much as possible. Couldn’t believe I hear someone saying , come look there’s an owl sitting on the drive way fence.He’s looking into the living room windows. I can’t remember who said , come look. I went into the living room to look out the windows, curtains were already pulled back . There outside sitting on the fence a little owl. Already sitting there looking back at me. He only seened to have big holes where his eyes were supposed to be . I can’t remember seeing his eyes.

I didn’t understand and really still don’t know why the owl seems to be following us or me. It waits patiently , quietly and you want know it ‘s there if you didn’t see it.

After seen the owl ,to tell the true it’s like the move the Fourth Encounter in the movie it was an owl but they were saying it only looked like an owl but it wasn’t a owl.

Then what is it ? I like to say , the rooster crowing seems to be telling a time of day or singing a song saying it’s day light and time to get up ! The owl is singing too but it saying mostly who , making ba hooting sound the barn owl ( Turo Al ba ) night calling who or also saying it’s night. Maybe the little owl singing asking , who is a better singer then a owl. I heard the little owl singing ; really I did. They are great singers too! One bird rule the night with its small body said, to be a Greek goddess.

The birds hear what people are saying about them ; thinking of owls as being an evil bird ; associated them with occult and the otherworldly. People shouldn’t think of them as an bird of ill omen. They have been put into an symbol of the darkness as an symbolize , a nonbeliever because of haunting calls making them the objects of superstition.

Really I did hear the little owl singing and the little owl wants to sing with me !