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Submitted to Contest #305
The rain fell heavily on the brick house. The house that once felt so familiar now felt cold and empty. The rain would usually calm me. This time was different. The sound of every drop that hit against the tin roof once grounded me, now it felt like gunshots to my chest. My heart pounded faster than the steady rhythm of rain. I gazed outside into the bleak nothingness. Expecting something, anything. Even if I didn't know what. Maybe something to snap me from my thoughts; a crack of lightning, a gust of wind or perhaps someone running through...
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