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Bedtime Routine This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By MeganLamberger, Beaverton, OR

I was a normal child
I grew up like every other kid
I knew.

I was an owl.
Always the last to fall asleep,
Listening to the night's silence
until the coast was clear.

I crawled out of bed
In pitch black I crept down the stairs
Avoiding the creaks and groans
That would reveal my secret.

That on the other side of the house
I went to lock the garage door,

the laundry room window

the living room window

the back door

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1 comment(s)
This is really great. It is such a great a relatable topic and yet it hasn't been overdone. Great job!
Dec. 12, 2013 at 8:26 PM • Report