Rainy Days

The girl carefully climbed on top of the cupboards that sat beneath the window in her bedroom.  She had already placed blankets and pillows there to make it more comfortable.  She must have looked rather odd trying to get on top of the cupboards.  What she wore did not help make it look any less odd either.  She wore a pair of gray jeans, a long sleeve shirt, a scarf, on black sock, one white sock, and an old trench coat that was to big for her.  Once on top of the cupboards she reached down again and pulled up her mug of hot cocoa and her book.  Once settled in among her blankets and pillows she reminded people of her own cat, who happened to happened to be on the cupboard next to hers.  The cat was just like her in the way they were both wrapped up in blankets.

Many people, if they knew of this habit of hers, would laugh and call it strange but to her it was no different than sitting on a window seat.  The only difference was that this "seat" was higher up and could store a lot more in them.  That make shift window seat was her favorite place to watch the rain or just curl up and read a book on cool days.  That day particular day had been the first rainy day of the season.  To sit there and watch the rain drops pitter patter on the ground made her heart want to sing.  She loved rainy days.  They were always so rare in that area, so she never got tired of them.  She soaked in the sight of the rain like friendly cats soaks in attention.  She saw the pots she had planted the day before get watered with the rain.  Water droplets collected on the leaves of the trees before they ran off the leaf, like a child running off a diving board.  An orange tabby was curled up under the picnic table giving the girl a look of annoyance at the fact that the girl was not coming out to pet him.  Having filled herself with the sight she picked up her book and settled herself in for a good long read.