Alone with my thoughts

Chapter 1: the peculiar boy and the rains

"Sitting on the water bench?" I heard a voice say to me. I turned around to see a boy. He wore a sweater and baggy jeans. He was pale, and had curly hair. "The water bench?" I asked. "Yes, the water bench." He replied. "You know of it don't you?" "I can't say I do." I told him. He sat down on the bench next to me. It had a perfect view of the lake. "Back hundreds of years ago, this bench was under water" he told me. I nodded my head to show him I was listening. He went on. "There was a group of girls, the rains was what they were called. They were known, for nothing" "nothing?" I asked. "Nothing" he replied. "They would never come out of there houses, and when they did they would meet each other at the lake. The townspeople became suspicious of this, and they were all convinced the rains were witches. So one day, the mayor made a bench from stone and hid it near the lake. The next time the rains met at the lake, the mayor tied chains from their necks and attached the other side to the bench. Him and the other townspeople pushed the bench deep into the lake. The rains were never to be seen again." "That's horrible" I said softly. "It is isn't it? Well I should be going, i hope to see you here again." He told me. "Bye" I called out when he left.