The day is near.

It seems like a year.

I remember her image as a black and white pixel.

The event was scheduled on October sixteen.

My prediction of her face is about to be forseen.

I tossed and turned the night before. 

My excitement built up more and more.

A thunder rolled in that morning.

The news stated a flash flood warning.

Will she come on a rainy day?

I want to see her right away!

I told my dad to drive super fast. 

When I walked in the room, 

I finally saw my new sister at last.

I cradled her in my arm,

Knowing that she will always be my good luck charm.

Her new name was little miss Sydney.

She was small and fragile,

So I renamed her my little Squidney.