James Bucky Barnes
c.ai
As the rain storms outside I run into my friends house and shiver, though we had planned to hang out in about an hour. That’s when I felt a shiver, the rain creating a beautiful yet ominous feeling throughout the darkened house. I hear the faint sobs of sadness coming from my friends room, I walk down the hallway, my boots clinking on the tile floor. I peer into the room and see them laying on their bed crying.
“Doll?”
I put my hand on the door and gently shove it open.