LBPBOY

    The rain fell softly, it kissed my skin softer than a butterfly. The atmosphere was gray, and the wet pavement had an overwhelming fresh scent. Where had he gone? I had seen him wondering around here throughout the weeks, he could have still been here somewhere. Ever since Casey and I last ventured out into the woods we'd lost a lot of things, not really anything valuable but, little things, like blankets, or notebooks and especially candy. I'm almost positive it was that boy stealing those things from us, I don't think he means any harm, I think he might just be lonely, and obviously hungry. With a bag slung over my shoulder full of all