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There is a tapping at my window. At first, i think it to be a ghostly vizard commanding my attention with long, crooked fingers waving, greeting me as an old friend. The more i stare, the more i am unnerved, but as the wind eases, the tapping eases too, and the storm of my thoughts settles. Provoked by the frightful breeze, you are but a humble tree.

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Karen Jones

Date: 9/28/2023 2:31:00 PM

This is so cool. Happened when I was an imaginative child. Good job.

Han Marlo
Date: 10/9/2023 2:11:00 AM

Thank you! It happens often for me, my neighbours have a tree in their garden and its branches stretch out towards my bedroom window. Its the stuff of nightmares on a windy night!