Journal #9

-Story starter.. "It was a dark and stormy night"...-

It was a dark and stormy night, there are no cars on the road, people walking around the neighbourhood, or children playing in the park. The neighbourhood looks empty, every still in its place, except for the tire swinging with the wind. The creaking sound of the chain as it sways in the wind. It is pouring rain, everything is soaking wet. Water dripping  from the steel playground. I am soaked,. Coat is dripping water like it does when water is coming off the rooftop. It is dark but there is little light coming from the street lamps close by. The storm has been going on since the early morning, it is now almost midnight. The ditches, potholes and sandbox are filled with water. The air is cold, with a slight wind, making the night very cool. I walk to the bus stop across from the playground to grab shelter. Inside their is a cat, shivering and shaking, due to the cold weather. I sit on the bench inside the bus stop, carefully grabbing the cat to hold it to keep it warm. It looks familiar, I think it is my neighbours, I cuddle the cat and it seems to recognize me. It begins to stop shaking and we both begin to dry off from the storm. I walk towards my home, grab a box and blanket, and place it in the garage. For tonight the cat will stay in the garage to keep warm and inside from the storm. He will return to my neighbours in the morning. In the morning the sun is bright and the birds are chirping. The sun dries up the water from the storm and everything begins to shine. The children begin to play in the park, for another day, swinging and slidding in the playground.