It was cold and raining outside. I was sitting on my bed looking out my window. I hear a knock on the door that I assumed it was one of my parents.
"Skylar? Dinner's ready." I heard my mom call from behind the door.
"I'll be right there!" I called hoping she heard me.
The truth was so hadn't really been that hungry lately. Nevertheless I picked up a shirt off of my bed and put it on as I walked out the door to meet my parents at the dinner table. I sat down looking at the spaghetti in front of me. I just poke at if for a few minutes. My mom gives my dad a worried look. My dad clears his throat drawing my attention.
" We have something to tell you." My dad said while looking at my mom for help.
My eyes dart between them waiting for an answer. I start tapping my fingers like I always do when I get nervous.
My dad noticed and blurted out, " You're not in trouble."
I stop tapping and look at him with a worried look, " So you're not mad at me?"
I hear my mom chuckle, " No sweetie we aren't mad at you."
I nod my head and lean back in my chair, "So what is it then?"
"It's really nothing special, just when you wake up there will probably have some guest over. We just didn't want you to get nervous and panic when they were here." My mom said and she got ready to take another bite.
I nodded my head in agreement, "Can I go to my room?"
My mom looks at my dad before nodding her head. I stand up and walk back into my room and close the door behind me. I walk over to the window and put my hand out letting the rain drops hit my hand. I don't know why but the rain has always seemed calming to me. I continue to look out the window and see a wolf staring at me from the woods behind our house. I pull my hand back in and just look at the wolf. After staring at each other the wolf runs off. I close the window and close my curtains before I take off of my shoes and sit down on the bed. I lay down and slowly drift off to sleep.
