The Stormy Night

Dear Diary 

April 17th, 2020

Hello! We are bored. Really bored. Fed up of being caged. Now, I feel how a caged bird feels like. But their happiness is outside and ours inside. Hope we are free soon. Lockdown- for somebody it's leisure, for somebody it's a worry, for somebody its hunger and for somebody, it's panic and struggle. Panic - I seem to control mine, thanks to you, diary. But my bestie, she is having panic attacks and she is crying. I wanna help her. I hope she is all ok. I talked with her today. I told her to relax. She seemed better. Feeling bad for her but at least we talked with this excuse and talked very long. We were discussing the stars and sunset and the violet clouds. They were beautiful but not very good for everyone. For someone, they were a beautiful sight for. but for someone, they were a curse. You know how severe was the storm today. The wind blew hard, so hard like it, will uproot all my little plantings. There was a lot of lightning. My heart shivered when lightning striked. It was too much jet black night, the sky covered with clouds but when the lightning comes, for a millisecond all the darkness flee. Hope tomorrow Sun illuminates hearts and Lives. 

Yours

XXXXX