Summer Time Sadness

A sharp wind blewb through the room. She shivered and curled deeper into her covers. Another wind made her open her eyes. I thought I closed that last night.. She recalled closing the window and even locking it. Fear gripped her as plus fresh air came through her window and something moved close to her, giving off warmth. Slowly, she slipped out of the lit and quickly spun around. She found a body on her bed, black cloth covering it. She sighed with relief, recognizing the sleeping form of her sister, coal black hair untied. Willow sat back on the lit and hit her bedmate with a pillow. This...