Rain
It was raining outside. I hate rain. I sighed, and stared longingly out the window. "Meg, Honey, are you all right?!" It was my mom, she always worried about me. "Yeah! I'm fine!" I answered. Then, the doorbell rang. I didn't even get up to get the door. "Honey, it's for you!" My mom screamed from the coat room!" "Coming!" I replied, and got up. when I got there I couldn't move. "I-I- It's. It's. You!"