The words of raindrops…

I sat on the swing and looked up the sky.
The sky was cloudy, eerily reddish.
The raindrops carcessed my face, preventing me from keeping my eyes open.
I closed my eyes…
… and heard the raindrops whispering..
They seems to ask,
“Why are you doing this?”
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I sat there for a full 30mins in the rain.
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Har?

A few days ago, i wrote an entry about my Childhood
And in that, there was this extract saying…
Or the times when you used up all the coins you have ( with a lie in mind to explain for your “money loss” to your mum later on… “Eh, i dropped it.” *squeeze apologetic smile* ) to [...]