The cold night was furious, the wind howled, loud and angry, pushing and shoving everything in its way. The thunder clapped down hard from the skies, punishing the land for sins it neither committed, nor did it know of.
If only...... If only I could lash out like the thunder, if only I could push everything out of my way like the wind. If I could show my rage to the people who ask for it..... Maybe, just maybe everything would have been much easier.
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Author's Note
Thank you for reading 'Harsh Weather', I wrote this for my homework and decided to share it with you all. I'm really sorry if there are any grammatical errors, if you happen to find one, please let me know. Please don't forget to comment and vote.
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