As night falls, everything becomes quiet here in my neighborhood. You can only hear the night crickets from far away. I love the night skies. I used to look at the stars - each one not too far from the other.
If the wind blows through the trees, that's one of my fears. I don't want to be hit by a tree branch.
Late at night, I was woken up by a dream that felt real. I was back in a classroom. There was a mirror in front of me. I went to look, and my hair was really messy - but I knew it wasn't like that. So I went to the bathroom and found a brush. I didn't know whose brush it was, but I used it. I fixed my hair. As I walked back to my seat, they laughed. I didn't know why. When I looked down, my book and things were gone!