As I sit there lying on the ground while I feel the rain falling on me. I hear them yelling at me to come inside. But I can’t. I can’t go back into a place that hold so much hurt and so much pain. They can leave me alone. I’m staring at the leaf and I feel it staring back at me. If only you could talk I think to myself. Even though it can’t talk. I drain my life story to that leaf. They yell at me one last time to get off the floor and get inside. I pick the leaf and slowly get up. They rip the leaf from my hand and say what were you doing out there. I snatch the leaf back and lock myself in my room. This leaf can not leave my site I think.I tell the leaf you know my life now your going to be a part of it. I feel tears coming on so I smear the leaf in my face. There are still drops of water left on it. It could be drops of water or it could be my tears. At that moment I didn’t care. Don’t wither away and die please don’t I say to the leaf. Stay by my side and I’ll stay by your’s I hear the leaf say.