The Strange Girl Chapter 1: One sunny summer morning I woke to the sweet sound of bluebirds sinning their morning song in the maple trees. I could feel soft, green grass as I stretched my fingers out then relaxed them back into a ball shape. As the sun appeared on the horizon I stretched my arms and wings out to greet the new day and be ready to fly into the treetops and above the clouds. I gently touched the bark of the maple trees I had around me. I walked away from the dark shadow from underneath the tree and out in to the light. I made a happy sigh and pushed of the twigs and leaves with my bear feet.