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Submitted to Contest #330
Drip, drip, drip. Rain pours from the sky, striking the tiles of the roof, then cascading off them to fall to the ground. I sit perched on a bench, watching as streaks of water slide down the glass barrier that separates me from the downpour outside. I wait, alone and watchful, as silence wraps around me, embracing me like an old friend. To me, it is an old friend. The rain brings back memories. Bad memories. It was a day just like this when it happened. It’s ironic, really, because it was the storm that started the fire, and yet the rain wa...
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