Facing disasters with the Cloud

Facing disasters with the Cloud

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Have you ever wondered how a cloud stays despite natural disasters? How it still managed to be on the sky after a rain? How it blocks the sun for us so that we don't feel too much heat? Narianna Ulienne Brielle Lee is a "cloud" type of person. Her nickname even means cloud. Nube always helps. Nube always stays. She's an angel, a savior. But little do we all know, The bright and cheerful cloud also gets tired. Will she find peace, home, and comfort in one person? Caladrius Devion Lincoln on the other hand, is a "sun" type of person. Some may find him annoying, But he helps a lot more than we all think. Will our cloud and sun collaborate?
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I have always hated the rain. I hate its constant noise, the heavy humidity, and the way it makes everything feel limited, as if the world slows down. I also dislike people who claim to love the rain but quickly open an umbrella when it pours-it feels insincere. Maybe that's why I resent it so much, because the rain doesn't just fall around me; it makes me feel deeply alone. My name is Aruna Loraine Costa. I grew up independent, but loneliness has always been the one thing I feared most. After my parents passed away, I lived with my uncle's family, yet I never truly felt like I belonged. I was there, but not really seen, like a shadow quietly following behind. I convinced myself that this was enough, that I didn't need more, until he came into my life. Before him, I never realized how dark and empty my world felt. He made me aware of the silence, the loneliness, and the longing I had buried. For the first time, I wanted something more, I wanted him. He was a storm I wasn't ready for, but instead of protecting myself, I opened my heart and let him pour into me like the rain I once hated. Started: 08/02/23 Finished: 02/28/24

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