The bus stop bench was soaked but at this point I could care less. The rain had been pouring down in heavy drops since the morning before. I dropped my head into my hands. My whole body shook cold, wet and alone. I stood my jeans now soaked my mind roared at full speed. I let out a sob, as the rain fell on my head. tears rolled down my face blending in with the drops of water. A minute passed and that's when I heard foot steps. Quickly I blinked tears out of my eyes.

He was holding a blue umbrella, "Are- are you crying?".

"No", I replied snappily.

"Here",he held out his umbrella, and with a brush of a hand I was safe from the rain. 

                                                     That was the day I met the perfect stranger.