A Confess!

The night was so cold it made the atmosphere calmer. The moonlight illuminates the night, and the light enters the tree house through the window that is not too large; the tree house is so sturdy because the man who built it with his strength made it worth living in.

The man at the window looked out the window where a very dim view was unclear. After they finished arranging all the furniture they had just brought, the man wanted to get a breath of fresh air that night.

His hand gripped tightly on the window of the tree house he lived in, and he felt a cold wind hit him.

He looked to his left; the tree house beside him was neatly closed, indicating that his two friends had been resting long ago.

Don't know what bothered him until he decided to stay up late at night. The man who was in the same room as he approached him slowly.