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Another night as i sat on the chair color red, i stood firmly to look outside for the shower. There's no point in predicting no point in weather forecasts or what astrologers says im above them all as i can tell you when exactly it will start for how long and when this rain will get over yeah its 3:00 again.
With hours of sitting on the chair I deserved a World Record but instead of claiming that I rather focused on my friend's health and presently the shower outside, my hips were used to that chair and chair got used to my hips since I can clearly see the shape of hips on chair where it was clean and on nearby areas it was dusty somewhat.
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So yeah I stood to look at the rain through window it was closed but was transparent to look outside, I slowly kept my finger on the window due to moisture my finger impression printed on that window a sudden rush of adrenaline ran through my nerve as I found myself standing years back in a completely different room.
yeah that was my home I was a child than.
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Similar rain I kept my finger on the window but this time a wooden one the ceiling of my house was leaked so as I kept my finger on the window, drops of water fell on my finger and eventually on the floor but those drops were way to slow than my teardrops which were falling like a waterfall and soon ready to turn into river filled with pain and fear.
My Dad was not a Dad because he was My Father but because DAD also stands for DANIEL A DUMB yeah my Dad's name is Daniel.
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With the death of my Mom started a chain of misfortunes my Dad went completely crazy drinking for hours sitting in corner of the room crying moaning "Whyyyyyyyyyy whyyyyy " his condition was deep pathetic and I used to stand there near the window mixing water drops with tear drops.
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Someone's hand on my shoulder and sweat over my face were complimentary since only two people me and Daniel used to stay in house the voice said Bryan Bryan Hey Bryan ... (To be continued ... )
