• Its cold in this dark room & I’m alone.
    I look out the window as it starts to rain.
    Looking out, I see a boy, my age in a tree across the street.
    His sliver eyes shine when he saw me.
    Lighting struck & he was gone, vanished.
    I turn around & walked away from the window.
    Sitting down, hurting myself, lighting struck again, but this time it said my name,
    “Immortal.”
    The voice sounded worried. I looked up & saw the boy.
    His face wet from the rain.
    His eyes stare at me with such love.
    I put my hand on his face to see if he was real & he was.
    He leaned in closer.
    I closed my eyes as his lips touched mine.