Locked Out

I forgot my key. It is a normal way of being locked out of your house. I got home from school and searched through my backpack to find nothing. No key and no way of getting in until someone else got home. Normally I would not mind sitting on our screened in porch for fifteen minutes. However, it was winter. Sometime in January and it was snowing and very very cold. I, of course, only had a sweatshirt to keep me warm. The school skirt was not very affective in keeping me warm either. So. I sat huddled in a corner of our porch until my sister got home and opened the door. What a relief it was to feel the warm heat and the dry air. I ran to put sweatpants on and curled up with a book in a huge comfy chair right next to the heater. Oh and i couldn't forget that warm cup of tea that warmed my insides as well as the out. I like my view of the snow a lot better from the inside of the window instead of being out with it. I will always remember to take my key with me, especially in the winter.