Crow.
A big crow was watching me out of my window.
His deep black eyes just staring at me.
I was not afraid of his stare.
A little uneasy, but not afraid.
He was there for some time.
Then, I asked him: What do you want birdie…?
He just loudly croaked a sound like a demented laughter, and flew away.
Then I got really, really scared…