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Raindrops

Since I was a toddler I've always had a fascination with rain. Raindrops.

I've always loved dancing in it and imagining kissing my one true love under it.

All that soft shit.

I love the smell of nature when I wake, and the sound of singing crickets when I sleep.

I love helping animals and holding infants.

I love singing and having my on little dance parties.

Doing things I'm told not to. Not deep things, just simple small white lie things.

I love unicorns and god, although I sin by being gay, at least that's what I'm told.

I know it's not wrong though, it's who I love, who I am. Why should it concern others.

Didn't the Bible say that god forgives and accepts all who really mean what they've saying. Who really wants his forgiveness that he shall turn the other cheek or something like that. So why be focused on only one part. Besides he said do not lay man with man. I am not man. So it shouldn't concern others.

My mom is one of these people. That's why I love to rebel. My dad accepts me. My sister and brother does too.

I looked out the window as the raindrops fell down the sheer glass. I imagine them racing for their freedom. Which one will be the first to get out of the freak show tent. I smiled as the one I chose arrived there first.

I was so zoned out I didn't her my mom call me.

"Aurelia!" She yelled slightly stopping the car.

I snapped out of whatever daze I was in.

"Yes ma?" I asked.

"We're here." She smiled

"24 highland park"

My dad ran out like a crackhead and hugged the two story house although it was raining- well now sprinkling in which I was sad about. Nonetheless I smiled chuckling at his childishness though. I hopped out before my sister could and ran to claim the biggest room.

"I call this one!" I yelled to my 14 year old running sister faedra who was I'm assuming trying to get to the room first.

I laughed at her out of breathless.

"Fuck-you-bitch!" She pants through each word.

"How the fuck your tired face. You barely ran." I said.

"Bitch you know I dont exercise." She exhales standing trying to catch her breath.

My brother deontrae walks up next just picking a random room.

Throwing up the piece sign.

"I love you too baby bro!" I yelled sarcastically.

Trae may be my younger brother, but he'll beat a bitch, or nigga ass for me hands down.

He closed the door.

Our things were already shipped here and our parents placed everything.

We had to move because my dad got a new job that he wouldn't decline because his pay was good- at least to us it was considered good.