3 Stuck in My Head

CHAPTER THREE STUCK IN MY HEAD I STOOD AT my window and watched the searchlight make its circular pattern across the sky, flashing by my window every six seconds. Just like Hannah promised, the searchlight went off right before ten o'clock. I hadn't realized how much brighter the night was with the searchlight. Now that it was off, I could see how dark it was. There was no moonlight or starlight —it was cloudy out. Oh, and there were fireflies. In our backyard. A

bunch of them. How could something so little blink so brightly? The searchlight needed a big red gasoline-powered generator to shine its light. Fireflies don't have generators. The searchlight is used to attract people. Fireflies use their light to attract other fireflies. I thought. I didn't know that for sure.

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There was something there. Right at the edge of my mind. Something needed to be figured out. Something needed to be done. I climbed into bed. But I didn't fall asleep for quite a while. Something was stuck in my head. Fireflies.