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[CICI TAYLOR PATCH]

the clouds in the sky floated around in menacing grey and shadows. there was a light mist falling upon the people below in hogsmeade, which was cool and refreshing after the blistering summer heat a couple weeks before. a soft rumble of thunder threatened a storm, yet the sidewalks were lively with people dressed in cloaks and pointed hats. little bits of chit-chat were heard occasionally, usually mixed in with laughs and other bits of talk.
"did you hear about the new..."
"i was going to get the snowy owl, but i..."
"congratulations! i knew you could do it..."
the one person that wasn't in contact with the world was a young sixteen year old by the name of colleen taylor patch. she easily wandered around, avoiding people and contact with anyone. she was spacing out, wondering about classes and homework that they would get in the school year. but it was also relaxing for her, being away from her brother, who suffered from adhd. i hope it doesn't rain soon, she thought to herself. all of a sudden, a crack and whip of thunder and lightning ripped the sky. people around her screamed, and she was shoved into the nearby wall. it began pouring rain, and people ran into shops. cici got up. "the least you could do is apologize," she mumbled to herself, looking at the layer of skin peeled of from her arm. she fixed her hair and looked around. only a few people dared wander the streets now, most of them carrying open umbrellas. she began to walk, searching for a cozy and not as crowded shop.
her clothes were already soaking wet, which made her plain black shirt stick to her skin and her black hair beginning to curl a bit. her tight, blue jeans were beginning to grow uncomfortable, and her plain white shoes were drowning in water. she groaned as she passed a book store, crowded with people drinking hot chocolate. just one more person would make the store burst. she continued to walk in search of a place, or maybe even an abandoned umbrella, to shelter herself under.

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words • three hundred and fifty six.
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