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They walked slowly down the hall in the sound of cold rain. They turned through the doorway to the room in the sound of the storm and thunder, lightning on their faces, blue and terrible. They walked over to the closet door slowly and stood by it.
Behind the closet door was only silence.
They unlocked the door, even more slowly, and let Margot out.
Margot shuffled out the closet. Head down, hair looming over her face. Her hands clung to her shirt, tight as a coil. The sound of their rain was replaced with a quiet sob. Then another. And another. It was like a different kind of rain. A kind of rain where the droplets were warm and heavier. A kind of rain where the sounds were more horrific than gloomy. Not a kind of rain they were used to.
The sounds echoed in the room. It reverberated down the hall. Like a calling the teacher walked down the hall.
“Is something wrong here,” The teacher cut off. She looked around until her eyes settled on the storm infront of her, “Oh, Margot are you okay?”
Margot continued to sob. Her entire frame shaking and trembling under the sound of the thunder outside. She ran out the room. They followed. Down the hall.They followed. Into the classroom. They followed. She stopped by the window. They stopped. She brought her head up, a momentary stall in the storm. She stared out the window. They saw her broken expression mirrored on the window. They watched. The storm picked up. Warm droplets falling harder and faster than before. A Cacophony of sounds echoed in the room. She crumbled. She was a pool on the classroom floor.
The teacher ran over to her. She held Margot close. The rain continuing its sorrowful descent. The teacher looked over at the students.
“What happened?”
No response.
“Would anyone like to tell me what happened”
Small broken replies of “sun” and “locked” and “closet” was all the teacher needed to piece together what happened. A disappointed look dawned on her face. She turned back to the bundle in her arms.
“Would you like me to call your parents Margot?”
They waited.
Margot gave a hesitant nod.