The Raven

It was Winter, and two girls were out playing in the snow. Suddenly they found a hurt raven bleeding in the snow. At first they both believed that the raven was dead, but when they came closer they could see that the raven was moving, so they picked him up, and took him home. There they gave him food and a little self-made bed to sleep in. The next day the raven was gone but in the little bed he had left a black feather to tell the girls that he was ok, and thank you.