Pluviophile n.A lover of rain
The rain always knew when to come when it was needed it knew when I needed peace and quiet and that was all I needed. The stares of people offering their fake condolences to me try not to upset me but the time for being upset was over. I knew in their hearts that they didn't care but tried to be polite tiptoeing around me as if they were on eggshells. I took one glance up as the rain clouds eased my mind the gentle drops of the water cause me peace more peace then anyone could ever give. I glanced at my phone and looked at the time my once neat black dress was now crinkled and covered in mud from sitting in the heavy rain. I stood up getting a sharp pain in my knee probably from the hours of me kneeling the raindrops stained my cheeks the feeling was welcomed as I sighed. I cast one final look at the freshly placed gravestone of my mother before I got up and walked home the rain being my company my headphones blasting music.
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I arrived at my house it always felt like home but now it had a haunting feel fathom images of my mother giggling as she read the papers with me on her lap rocking back and front on our rocking chair. I walked up the driveway thinking of when I fell off my bike and only succeed because she promised me 2 bedtime stories instead of one. I turned in time to see my neighbor staring at me she offers me a pitiful smile before turning to attend to her garden. I open the rusty red mailbox to find once again a stack of bills I sigh getting ready to add it to the pile of bills sitting on the table. I turn to notice a man sitting on my porch was I in such a daze that I didn't notice him I stepped closer until his face was clear suddenly dawned on me. The words left to quick for me to shove them back in when my voice spoke.
"Daddy?"
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