The rain covers my window. The weather is frightful awful. It has been for days. But still it rains on. Without stop just keeps going. The rain makes me think. Nothing in particular, random things. Things like friends and family. School and my summer job. If summer ever actually comes. I think about my life. Sounds like a big topic. But my life is ordinary. I don’t go on adventures. I lie in bed thinking. I don’t have many friends. A few good ones only. I have a small family. No distant cousins to visit. No secret grandparents to meet. Just my mum and dad. I don’t want my sister. So I don’t count her. I have three white dogs. Names all are Christmas related. I was five year old.