The Creepy Black Hat

Once upon a time there lived a small boy with his wrinkly, old grandma. She was mute. They lived in a lustrous black, damp forest. He had no friends but he was tough enough to control his fear. He wasn’t scared, it wasn’t a problem in the pitch, black, damp forest where there was not that much sunlight. The boy looked curious as he went into the forest.

The diminutive boy was lonely. Until he found a creepy black hat. He picked it up, he placed it gently on his head. He grew attached to it. So at night he gently popped it under his bed.

Then beautiful glimmering birds and butterflies appeared as he saw beautiful birds flap around. He thought that he could use them for his collection. The next day when he woke up. The birds had escaped. He tried his best to get them back as he glanced at their beautiful wings flapping around. As he tried and tried then then he felt foolish because he couldn’t get them down.

When he went inside, he saw the next cage was open. Another bird had escaped. Then he thought that he should let them go to live free and travel to another place.