20. Different kind

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"You know you are a very different kind of a girl!" He chuckled staring at me intensely.

"And why is that?" I asked him amused.

"People say they love rain.. You say you love thunderstorms! Isn't that a different thought?" He asked with a challenging glance.

"I guess I am different then.. I do love thunderstorms.. Even if for a few minutes they depict exactly what's  going on in my mind all day... A chaos of thoughts, the raging emotions and the darkness of depression.. perfect description..." I replied glancing at the clouded sky...

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