Dec 1, 2017
Perched up on on one of the low hanging tree branches, Mia waited there as quietly as she could. Her all black get-up made her seem like an ominous crow, a child of mischief waiting to pounce. —Which with luck happened; as someone, by themselves, were walking up. She dropped down in one fell-swoop , yelling out “BOOO!” with a flashing light following it and the churning noise of a camera shortly after that. “Got ya’.” she announced proudly while she waited for her polaroid to spit out the photo. “Another one for my collection.”