Rain

Pouring. Rain. Sounds. The wet concrete. She sits there, lifeless, scared, afraid. Nothing for her left in life, for her to understand, to love and to hold. She had nothing. Why did she have to live such a painful life? She thinks to herself as she stairs into the gray sky, fully of darkened clouds, speckles of water hitting her cold, freezing skin. The cold droplets, mixing and blending in with her wet black hair that's sticking to her forehead, neck, and her see-through white shirt; as well as her hot tears that slide down her pale cheek.

She doesn't understand why she is alive, what her purpose is in this world- this cruel, evil, world. But the only thug she did know is how to cry in the rain, her favorite weather, the only thing that could make her smile, even just a little; something her family and "friends" could never do. People she loved, ignored her, resented her, hated her. Her heart slowly breaks into pieces, falling out of its place, floating past her chest and into the air, the windy air, the broken pieces of her heart wandering freely, like a lost puppy looking for its owner.

Her eyes blink, her long eye lashes droop down before lifting up to reveal her stormy gray eyes. She hears water splashing from the floor, fast footsteps approaching her faster and faster, louder the water splashes became as the panting of a person became more clearer. She hesitates to look over, not wanting to take her attention away form the calming rain, but she ends up doing so anyways, her curiosity gets the best of her. She turns her head to her left direction, having her stormy gray glistened eyes land on him.

The Top Ten Scholar

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Started: November 10th 2017