It was raining, for the first time in weeks it was raining. On the day I said my final good bye to that abusive bastard, it rained. I long and horrid drought had ended as if the world had been renewed with the passing of my father.
Everyone that had attended the funeral was in tears, even though it was hard to tell because of the rain I still saw it. No one seemed to know the real him.
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The World's Unknown Beauty
Romance"She loved the world as she loved herself. That wasn't much but it was enough to get her through. She pours herself into everything she does, whether it be a large task like continuing her wrighting, or something small like waking up in the morning...
