Dear Mom,

raincoat

dear mom,

i went outside and the storm was still out, i didn't care that my lungs were acting up or that my skin was freezing.

i could remember jack scolding me to wear a jacket or i'll get sick, but thats not important. what's important is finding cedric.

i ended up walking through the storm with my hand clutching my chest, when i finally saw the road where cedric was supposedly at.

my hand still clutching my sides, i screamed out cedric's name to hear no responses.

when i finally spotted a body shivering and tightly clutching this dark bag on the bench where the busses would arrive at.

i knew that was cedric.

and man do i wished i brought my raincoat with me.

love,

ann

a quick thought.