It was raining...I really don't appreciate this absurd idea of feeling relieved or that of exhilaration when water pours down the sky in heavy droplets more like dumping it in clump showers.When lightening bolts flash and clouds roar with sheer anger,I always cower by listening to it's horrendous sound.It seems unreal but that's exactly how I experience it.Quickly, rushing towards the nearest shed which happens to be a bus stand I thank stars my outfit has somehow been saved from getting drenched in this awful weather.
'Ahhh.....' , 'Help' , 'Is any---'
Blinking my eyes repeatedly,I tried to listen carefully to the sound for any indication towards the place from where it was occurring from.My foot's speed waverd and I clutched my purse in hope's of fighting through it's mercy.However not even a breath's sound could be detected due to the fast Pitter-patters of the raindrops striking furiously to the ground.Heaving a long sigh I bregrudgingly walked to the path leading to my house.Still I had suspicions that this was not a figment of my imagination but a fleeting piece of consciousness left undone.
Walking to my porch,I cautiously risked a glance in absolute darkness to confirm that no one followed me.Though I was damn sure there was no underlying force lurking in the shadows but a feeling of uneasiness was still settled in the pit of my stomach; glowering in fear that maybe a pair of dark,wild obsidian orbs were regarding me from the corner–Like a free predator on it's prawl.
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His Indefinite Affections
Romantizm'He never deemed anyone worthy of his affections until her and just by one glance at her; his whole world tilted off it's entire axis and started circling around her... demanding her affections in the most unusual ways'. ✓___________________________...
