I awoke from the sleep with the crow's cry. The crow is singing pretty close. Always I sleep with my head at the window, it seems that the crow is in the outside veranda. Regardless of sparrows or pigeons, why is the crow near this? While thinking about sleeping, I do not understand well. Even though I woke up from sleep, my eyes remained closed. I was sleeping on my back, but my motivation to wake up flew away. It should already have been settled at night, but it is still because the curtain covers the window that makes the retina dim. I should have dreamed about until now, but I can not recall its contents by any means. By the way, I could not even remember what I did yesterday. Suddenly I noticed a bad smell. It was a smell like meat is rotten. Is it also the corpse of a cat on the veranda? So, is there a crow on the veranda? I could not have confidence in sleeping. I have to get up soon. It is unacceptable as a society person, and it is not preferable that too much sleep for the body. How can I get up? I lay asleep on my back and thought about it. First of all, if I roll over, I am stabbed, I push my knees and lift my buttocks, it will be easier for people who happened to be honest now. Yet, although the reason is, even the first turning, I could not strike. I can not open my eyes as ever. If I did not care about the crow 's barks, the neighborhood was incredibly quiet. I could not hear the footsteps of the family, the sounds that the door opens and closes, and the laughter of the neighborhood lady. I could not even hear the sound of my own breath and heartbeat. I felt that the crow is not a bird. There were two, three, four, five or six, or even more. The sinister voice whose living comfort did not cover my body that I could not move while I was asleep. I could not move my fingers even if I wanted to close my ears. The rotten smell of that meat was felt more and more strongly.
