I was in disgrace, apparently.
There was this big party tonight that everyone in the village had been invited to, to celebrate Halloween. Auntie, Uncle, and I had, of course, been invited and my outfit was already picked out. I loved Halloween maybe even more than my birthday and certainly more than Christmas.
I sat, staring out the window. The rain outside was poring down, heavy on the window pane. The power of the rain and wind combined was so strong; I thought the windows would break and I’d be pulled out and carried off, into the night.
Wrapped up in blankets sitting on the sill in my bedroom, clutching a hot water bottle, warm inside, protected, from the harsh weather, staring out at the cars passing by in the darkened street below; headlights making shadows on the wall.
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