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Rain

"We die when the rain hits us

Why doesn't it kill you?"

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Life is still the same. Except
We avoid the rain

People continue on with their lives, either succeeding or failing. But no one dares to touch the rain.

Except you.

The whole town despises you

Maybe because they're afraid of you,
No they are afraid of you.

We all die when the rain hits us but,
Why doesn't it kill you?

I always see you sitting -or standing- in the rain, just observing it. You don't look the slightest bit afraid.

I don't despise you, I'm not afraid of you.

I think you're beautiful.

How you're able to stand in the rain without dying is
Wonderful.

The way your hair looks while its wet, the slow raindrops that fall onto your face. Despite your dripping clothes you still have the same blank look on your face.

It's all beautiful.

I have never talked to you but I knew I adored you.

Everyone ignores you, and so I do too.

"Don't you dare talk to him! He's an outcast! A freak!"

I was afraid of being an outcast myself. So I followed society.

I heard everyone abandoned you, and I was no different.

I regretted it every day but, what could I do?

I couldn't stand in the rain like you, even if I wanted to.

The funny thing is that

We've never actually seen someone die from the rain with our own eyes.

Our ancestors has seen it though. We got told by them, so we've been following them ever since.

Sometimes when it's raining, and everyone's cowering in fear inside their own rooms

I like to look outside and follow the raindrops on my window. The subtle noise the rain would make when it hit the roof was my favourite music.

And if I'm lucky, I would also see you from my window.

No one has seen me do this before, admire the rain
admire you.

"But aren't you curious to what the rain actually does to you?"

"No, why would I be though. I already know it kills you"

As soon as the first few drops fall everyone is already gone from the streets. No one even dared to come out, even if they did have an umbrella.

As much as I was fascinated with the rain, with you, my parents always held me back.

"Don't go out, you'll die. If you don't, then you'll be a castaway"