The Owl and Me

Amethyst Champagne
4 min readJun 12, 2021

One night as I laid in bed, reading a new book I’d bought that day, I suddenly heard an ear piercing screech that cut through the quiet.

I sat up, my heart pounding from the shot of adrenaline, looking through my window. I didn’t see anything, but knew it’d came from outside, resting my head on my pillow again.

But the screeching continued, no matter how hard I tried delving into my book.

Amethyst Champagne

Writer and editor who writes anything from fiction to personal stories. You can also find me on Substack for exclusive content! I'll follow you back.