Social Issues
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It's raining, it's pouring,
The Old Man is snoring,
He went to bed with a cold in his head,
And he didn't get up in the morning.
Rain, rain, go away,
Little Girl wants to play.
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Jake woke in the middle of the night with his heart pounding. Something had startled him out of a dream. What was it?
He strained his eyes to see in the dark. A beam of moonlight shone through the skylight, allowing him to to see the outline of the other bunk bed. His younger sister Sierra's breathing was the only sound in the bunkhouse. Had he heard his parents moving around in the main cabin? He didn't think so.
Then he heard the noise again. Howling.
