The rains pouring down slowly going down the widow,she stares outside into the dark blue sky that used to be filled with light...She sighs,her chest feels heavy ... This was normal for her...She didn't understand why,but she always keep quiet about it never to tell soul,The thoughts she had at night.... During thunderstorms....Scared her,she would Push them aside but they slowly came creeping back it came to the point where she didn't care,now they just swarm her head never stoping, never giving her a break,her chest felt heavier the more she pushed them aside the more she faked a smile the more she tried not to cry in public...She wished,someone knew the feeling she felt..... Her friends would ask her if she was okay, " I'm fine " she would reply. only if they could see though her forced smile they would know,she was not....
The rains stopped. The whole house was quite.she put on a hoody and headed outside the feeling of wet grass under her feet sent shivers down her spin.she looked up at gray sky taking a deep breath in,it calmed her the thoughts now gone.all was quite the only thing she could hear was the morning brids getting there breakfast and the song from the crickets in the long grass she felt peace.for the frist time in a while.
( Wow, this is bad sorry 😅 just a simple story ❤)
