I always hated snakes, but I only loved one. The Boa constrictor. It was large, and pretty. I couldn’t fall asleep. I don’t know why, but I felt a large, uneasy feeling in my chest. My head started to hurt. I just got up and walked around, Wondering about life. I just felt like walking. I walked all the way down the block, and when I did that. I thought I’d walk around the corner. After that, I walked all the way to my high school. And after I did that, I thought I’d turn around and walk to another building. After that, I walked to another one, and another one, and another one. I thought I fell asleep but I woke up in front of the gate to the tree house. 

Everything was burning, I looked up and it was raining. You know, It feels different, but I still love the rain. Getting up, I started running in the yard, feeling like a little kid. It was bringing back memories of me and my mama. We would always go to the beach when it was raining, Laughing, Giggling. We’d always collect things, like shells, and sand crabs. Mama would bring this fishing rod she had. And we’d fish. Whenever we could. She’d catch the fish, and I’d always throw them in the water. My mama always had a way of telling me things in a way I could understand them. “Life is Like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get” I knew what she meant then, and I still do now. For some reason, I sat in the rain, crying. Like nothing was ever gonna change. 

Ri’s mom walked up to me. I'm guessing she just saw me. She sat next to me, knowing there was mud on the floor, and knowing she was gonna get soaked, but she sat anyway. “What are you doing sitting in the mud dear?” I looked at her and she looked sad, she hugged me. I flinched, but I let her hug me anyway, then we went back inside. She started a tub for me and filled a bucket with water for my clothes. I left my clothes on the floor, trying not to mess up the rug. Just got in the tub, and looked at a ceiling.