She slowly let go of the umbrella from her hand. The umbrella that had kept her company. The umbrella that had always been there for her no matter the weather. When the sun was shining a bit brightly, when it was hot and scorching. When the rain drizzled a bit, when it poured heavily. When the weather was just right. The umbrella that always stood by her and protected her. The umbrella she took with her wherever she went. Tears flowed from her eyes. The umbrella could no longer protect her. She would now have to carry the umbrella only in her heart. Her umbrella.