The alarm clock calls to Chuck, beckoning to start the day in a sing songy voice that sounds strangely like the morning weather.
Staring at the ceiling and the oddly shapped water mark that has lived there long before he called this place home.
A blue bird chirps just outside on a thin branch of large Oak tree . Majestic and beautiful it stands there as if to protect the window from the entrusive noises from the streets below.
And yet here the blue bird chirps, as if to say, "Time to get up and start your day. Hurry now, no time to delay ! "
Slightly giggling at the thought of this, A smile stretches his face into what can only be called a smile....
It is a very cold night. The kind of night that constantly reminds you that you should be indoors with the steamy white fog emitting from your lips only to vanish as if majic before you eyes.
A grizzled man turns away from his watch post and lets out a frustrated grunt. Thinking to himself, I knew we shouldn't have brought the boy. He is gonna give our postion up and get us all killed.
He turns and gently gives Chuck a shake.
" Sarge what is it ?" Chuck says in a voice still commanded by his sleep.
" Your dreaming and making a awful racket . " replied Sarge " Laughing, giggling and carring on. I ain't gonna take no bullet b'cause some pup is having him a sack date. It won't be long now till the sun is up and we have to get moving again. "
Chuck did as he was told. Pulling the make shift blanket around him. Now, more than ever, he wished he could hear that blue bird sing.
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Submission Name: A fools Dream
