Merciless Rains

Alex never had it easy. He had done so much to get where he is and had been though more crap than you could shake a stick at in the proccess. But he would never stop untill he absolutely had to. Or he was stopped.

John was never seen. He didn't mind. He prefered it. When you're invisible, no one has a reason to hate you, no one has a reason to stare as you fall apart. Being invisible creates a frosted glass window between you and everyone else. And sometimes all John wanted to do was smash it.

Storms come and go. Sometimes they are small and pleasant, other times devastating. Storms don't care who you are, where you come from, or what you had for breakfast. They will come no matter what. And when the rain pours, no one can here the cries of the desprete.

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