A DROP OF RAIN AND BAD NEWS(short story)

As I lay still under the comfort of the darkness, reminding myself to blink occasionally, I wondered which one was having more effect on me; the loud noises that came from the frenzy splattering of the rain on my rooftop, or the replay of the voice of my best friend in my head, telling me that he just discovered that the two people he called parents for the last nineteen years of his life, weren’t his real parents. You see, this is why I don’t like rain in any sense of it. It seems to intensify my emotions and leave […]

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