Hello.

Can you hear me?

Hello.

Help me please.

I'm scared.

Hello..?

I put my book down and walk over to my window, looking out at the rain that poured down heavily. I could hear a small voice but I didn't know if it was my inner monologue or something else. I leaned closer as I noticed a face on the other side of the pane. A small hand pressed up against the glass and to my larger hand.

Our eyes widened at once, the rain hitting onto this child, the golden light from my lamp shining onto my face.

Hello.. Can you hear me?

A small circle fogged up on the glass. My lips were dry even if I licked them.

I'm scared.. Please.. Hello?

The younger me stood infront of me. And suddenly, nature wasn't the only one that was crying.