The Sad Man...

Authors Note: This is a picture journal. We get a picture and then we have to write about it. I am using the story as I am a man in the picture.

 The wind was blowing in the cold, spring day. The sky was like a dark gray monster about to fall on top of me. I looked up and it started to rain. I found a tree and sat there for the rest of the day. I was soaked but I didn't care about that.The only thing I cared about was my ex. She had left me yesterday. I was horrified. I thought she was the one but I guess not. I didn't move the whole day. But then all of a sudden the clouds started opening up into a bright and sunny day. I looked down at where the sun was hitting. A beautiful girl,with hair as blonde as the sun on a summer day, was standing there. I fell in love at first sight.