a basic night. a short true story by me from 2 nights ago. why? because i'm bored.

by The OutCast (aka Maron/Robin) in Achaea

i swung on the white wooden swing in my back yard and watched the sky turn an inky blue. i felt the familur prickle of eyes watching me. they were the eyes of my cats, they tended to watch me whenever i was outside at night (which is about the only time i'm out side) like they expected me to get into trouble. i watched birds in the tree above me. kicked the tree which sent me sailing in the other direction. i did that a few times. the sky was now black. soon the motion light went out, it didn't bug me, like my dad i could see in the dark well. i watched hannah (a cat) try despretly to catch a moth and flavel look boreder the ever. i stayed out there for a while untill i smelled skunk....