Lonely Turtle

A Turtle Is Introduced

In the month of April and the year of tragedies to come a lone turtle sleeps under a tree. Clouds fill the night sky and the rain has already begun. Now there is thunder and the turtle awakes with a fierce jolt. He pokes his head out of his rather large shell and feels the drops hammering down on his head. Of course, he thought, another damp night. He hated the rain. Not only did his stubby feet get stuck in the wet ground, but the horrific sound of water hitting his shell gave him nightmares. He stood up and backed toward the tree he, for now, called home. Lying  down and now more safe from the rain the turtle slept. Happily? No. Comfortable? No. Dreaming? Yes, oh most definitely. For not even the most detestable conditions could stop a turtle from dreaming.