Up in the mountains the wolf howls Loud enough to scare the owls
No ones around to hear the cries, a faint shadow to a mans eyes.
He looks up and down, side to side, to find his little girl no where in sight. He runs everywhere not trying to be a coward, following the screams which are becoming louder and louder.
He stops to think this might be a dream, why would anyone wanna make my baby girl scream?
He starts to panic, he starts to shake. To only realize he isn’t awake.
Cloe Pottorff 