One cloudy day, my mom told me that she was going to take me to my best friend's house after almost two months of not seeing her. I was so happy and very excited that I prayed to god to please not make it rain after today. When I went to sleep, I kept having different dreams and nightmares about the same subject. My mom telling me that we couldn't go because of the rain. It would be pouring a lot of rain in those dreams, it felt so real. I woke up in the middle of the night, after my third dream on the same subject. I grabbed a paper and pen, and started writing how I felt. Luckily, I made it into a good song.