Through the mist

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Through the mist

I looked out the window through the dark mist. The trickling hail booming in my ear through the soft sway of the wind.  The bed had suddenly turned cold as ice and I was frozen staring out my window into the forest. The creeks in the house alarmed me as I slid back into bed. The bucket beside my bed was full. I crept back out of bed and quietly grabbed the bucket. I didn’t want to get startled by someone or something in the house. I poured the bucket through the hole at the edge of the room. It slowly trickled through the gutter, around the house and down to the lake. The house jumped as I got startled by the sound of a wolf. Why had I run away?