There was a rain storm coming in today. Toronto had a lot of rainy days when it came to spring. It really amused me, from all the stories I've heard about events in the rain. Accidents, memories, either one was cool, even if it involved someone getting hurt in the end. People only really got hurt from the accidents though, not the memories. I've always wanted to have a special moment in the rain. Not where I'd be running out of a store with a bag on my head, in need of the roof from my car. Nope, I wanted to have my first kiss in the rain. I know romantic, yet common. That's why I wanted two special moments in one. Not positive on the second moment yet, but I know it'll come around.
Have you ever witnessed those moments when you're bored at home on rainy days, and have absolutely nothing to do. That's exactly how I felt. I grabbed my Lana Del Rey album CD, and inserted it into my stereo. I kept skipping the songs until I had reached my favorite. Young and beautiful. It was my absolute favorite song in the whole world. Nothing could be better to me. I started to sing along with the music. "Will you still love me when I'm no longer, young and beautiful?" I spun the knob that controlled the volume to go a little louder. The volume was set until the whole room was surrounded by Lana's soothing voice. She somehow always made me happy.
I watched as drops of rain rolled down, as if my window was crying. I'd understand though. The wind and rain's force pushing against the windows and walls, which were trying to protect me. It was almost like the weather outside was a big bad wolf, trying to blow my house down, and I was the piggy inside. My imagination was so amusing sometimes; I didn't even know where I got it from. All I know is, my parents weren't funny. I had no siblings, so I didn't get it from them either. I guess I just picked up the humor from being alone all these years. I guess it’s building up your creativity, to pass by the days.
"Damn it, there's no apple pie left. I need to run to the store and buy some more food." I said while closing the refrigerator. I was pretty sure I was forgetting something else on my list. What was it? I think it had to do with... Oh an umbrella! That's right. I need to stop using my backpack as shelter or else I'll continue creating Backpack Ocean, and the fish and plants beneath the surface were my books and pencils. I really needed a waterproof bag, but the Jansport ones just seemed to amaze me with its style. I had a red Jansport. Red wasn't my favorite color, but it was a cool color for the bag. I was more into Royal Blue. Anyways, Jansport really needs to make some waterproof bags, although they should look the same as the bags people have now. Those are my only requests. Hope I could email them one day, stating my opinions.
I grabbed my jacket and Doc Martens, and slid them on while getting my keys. "Apple pie, I'm coming for you! I’m coming for you as well Mr. Umbrella. I better be able to count on you." I said while zipping my coat. "And here I am... Talking to myself without the actual items I'm supposedly talking to. Rose Terrado everyone!" I yelled into my quiet house, adding on a slow clap. I opened the front door to my house, locked the door, and headed for my car that was being attacked by pouring rain. It was so windy, if anyone saw me at the moment, they would think this was my first time taking steps out into the world. I was struggling to walk with all the force of the wind wanting to push me into a nearby fence. I finally grasped for the handle of my car, and jumped in. The moment you realize you're finally at peace, but at one point you have to go back in that disastrous rain again. Just the thought of that made my head throb in pain. I inserted my keys, and started the engine, and soon began to drive off to the store.
