Rain Walk

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
written for school earlier in the year, hope that you like it.

Submitted: March 24, 2008

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I lie on my bed sobbing and screaming into my pillow. Five minutes ago, I was in the middle of a shouting match with Mom. Two minutes ago, I lay on my bed thinking about what to pack and what to leave. To bring or not to bring? that is the question. Now I have completely run out of energy, but I still want to go. So I walk out of the house with my cold hands in the empty pockets of my raincoat. I don’t know where I am going or for how long, only that I need to be somewhere other than here. I walk until I get to a park, then I stop to think. Thinking is still hard like molasses in winter because I am so tired, so it takes quite a while to form the simple thought that I am as cold as an icicle. Once I know that, I turn around and, sit on a bench that I had just passed to rest for a couple of minutes. After a bit, I get bored and rise to go home. I am getting cold, wet, and even more exhausted. I slowly trudge back to my habitual abode and sneak in the back door, to my room, and drift off to sleep on a tall, black thunder head.


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