By The House

A lark and a owl

It was October 03rd. 2003 and I was about fourteen years old when these events occurred. And my best friend, Thomas Barnett (Tom) was fifteen. I remember that day vividly. Those events, crystal clear.

Anyway we would always walked home together since we live in the same neighborhood. Every morning on our way to school we would pass by an abandoned house and every afternoon on our way back from school we would walk past it.

Time: 6:00 am
*Alarm goes off*

*Yawning and turning it off*
"Fuck" I muttered.

I sighed and sat up in my bed taking a minute and rubbed my eyes. Once I was more aware of my surroundings, I got up and got ready. Then, I picked up my 2003 flip phone (that I got last month) and opened it.

Me: Tom, u awake!?

Tom: I don't get u Lukas...

Me(Lukas): What do u not get😅?

Tom: How do u just have so much energy at this time

Me: Ur just not a morning person

Tom: Ur right. I'm tired!! I'm not going to school today.

Me: Why!? I need u tom:(

Tom: Don't make it gay luke

Me: Gay? How so? I'm just saying u bring me life and reason to go to school in the 1st place. Plus its friday:)

Tom: ...

Me: Now, don't get shy;)

Tom: Shut up dude😂

Me: He speaks!!

Tom: Ur right😮‍💨 it's friday...

Me: I was just messing with u😂, but I was gonna go to ur place either way;)

Tom: God I hate u

Me: I hate u too, see you in 8 minutes;)

Tom: Sure😒

Time: 6:01 am
I closed my phone and went downstairs to my pregnant mother cooking breakfast

My mother looked up at me and smiled.
"Good morning, Kleiner Vogel" as I walked in the kitchen.