when i was about 7 or 8, i got an n64 for christmas
my best friend lived next door to me and we saved our allowances and went and bought ocarina of time.
we played it every weekend and always talked about getting real ocarinas and playing them.

then we grew up.
about 2 years ago (our freshman year) he was diagnosed with leukemia and was hospitalized and everything.
the doctor said since it was so progressed, he only had a few months to live.
i went out and bought an ocarina for him, but when i brought it to him, the only song we could figure out was the song of storms which we thought was the dumbest song.

he died a month later.
i went to his funeral and couldn't hold it together.
then his parents gave me the ocarina back, saying it probably meant more to me than them.
i sat on my front porch and cried my eyes out, holding that fucking worthless ocarina.
then i just started playing it, but just the song of storms, cause that's all i knew.
after sitting there a few more minutes, i heard thunder.

it started to rain