Rain.
Drop drip, drip drop
It's all I heard.
Plus my parents shouting
It's like this everyday
Drop
Wow that was a big one.
I decided to go outside. Not caring if they saw me or not
Drop
It's splashed on me
I giggled and clapped my hands
I'm 17 but I can't be a child anymore?
Who says?
I was looking at the rain fall down to the ground.
A man.
He was watching me.
He looked at me. He looked 18. He's muscles hard and hair wet
He came up to me and whispered
"I set fire to the rain"
That's my short story. Should I make it to a real story? Or should I leave it as it is. The me in the comments.
In Jelena we trust ❤❤
