the meeting

23 2 2
                                    

I felt the cold rain on my face as i walked home. A dull streetlight lit the black road. I was getting extremely cold and tired. I had just got fired from my job, an unpleasant job at a fancy restaurant surrounded by the most unkempt coworkers on the planet, but still my unpleasant job. It had been the worst week in my entire life. My great grandma died of cancer and i... tears rushed down my face faster than the rain. I felt my entire world come crashing down in an instant. The rain was gone. No it was still pouring down but i was no longer being drenched by the almost forever long shower. I looked over to find a boy about my age looking down at me smiling holding his bright blue umbrella over me.

the promises we madeWhere stories live. Discover now