I don’t know what I did to offend you, but I am sincerely sorry. I don’t know why you won’t come see me anymore. I… I miss you. Please come back.
Dear Bad Weather,
You, on the other hand, you I don’t miss. I am soaked. That thunder rattled the windows and made people scream. Some people thought it was a bomb and threw themselves to the floor. The floor that you had flooded. My sandals are ruined. Ankle deep water, I ask you. Gross. I need to dettox my feet now. You just stay the heck away from me. Tell your cousin, the Good Weather, that I miss HIM.
Me (no x!)