Part ten

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I entered his room and plopped myself onto his bed. Our bed?
Wait.. no...what?!
I laid down in his soft, comfy blankets.
I couldn't see the time from here and I didn't bother to get up, my laziness taking control.
I moved up so my head was on the pillows and I stared into the outside world.
The storm proceeding.
The wind, rain, thunder, and lightning all making its way into New York City.
It was beautiful.
I loved the rain.
No one knew it though.
But storms amazed me.
My parents would freak when a hurricane came by, and I just watched in awe.
The Lightning was beautiful.
And the thunder was music.
That's why I don't get it when people get frightened by thunder.
Oh well.
Before I knew it.
My eyes closed.
And the darkness swept me away.

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