Spring 1, Monday
Time: 5:00
Weather: Cloudy

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Isis had fallen asleep out on her porch reading. Normally she was an extremely heavy sleeper. But this night was different. The wind blew her hammock around knocking her to the ground. Which woke her violently. She rubbed her head and look around trying to figure what had happened. It soon became apparent that a massive storm was coming through. The clouds had taken on a weird black and gray color. They where circling around in the way a shark circles it's prey. A loud bang rattled the windows of her home. She quickly got of from the floor and rush to her beloved glass greenhouse as another came roaring through out the town. The rain poured down and the wind made it harder to get the short distance she had to go. She thought in her head what she could do to protect her little abode? As she finished the sentence the wind came rushing through pushing her back and bursting the glass that surrounded her lively hood. She screamed as a pieces of glass shard grazed her face. Not so much because it hurt but because her babies wore being torn as the glass fell to the ground. It all happened so quickly that she did not know what to do. She fell to the wet ground while tears and rain ran down her face. 

The rain stopped and Isis looked up at the sky. It was as if nothing had happened. She wiped away the tears and rain that lay on her face. Isis got herself up, took a deep breath and walked to where the damage had happened. She looked over what the storm had caused. All she could see was glass every where and bent metal. Kneeling down she took a closer look at the rose bushes by the doors of the greenhouse. The glass and rain lay on top of the leaves of the roses. Now that the sun was out it created a rainbow effect that was quite beautiful and she smiled. The roses had not bloomed yet but, the leave where okay. She ran to her shed and grabbed a broom sweeping off the glass and water. As they fell to the floor they looked like little rainbows falling. She looked at the blooms of some holly they where also okay. She smiled and laughed at herself. "This is a flower that represents hope." She said to herself. She quickly started cleaning of all the flowers one after the other, "All are okay." She sighed in relief. Some had some nicks and cuts but nothing that couldn't repair its self. By the time she had gotten through them all it was seven o'clock. Isis looked down at her baggy overalls that where still sopping wet from the storm. She had not even noticed. She let out a loud laugh and said to her self. "Well I guesses I should change." She headed in to the little cottage that was both her home and shop. Went up the stairs and took off the wet clothes and started to prepare for the day.