naville

There was a rainstorm today. The sky darkened out of nowhere and it got really windy. Then the rain started pouring down. I was in the kitchen. I don't know what it was that compelled me to go outside. I have always loved rainstorms in the summer but something in me was pulling me outside. So I went out to the backyard and sat on my steps. I sat through the pouring rain. And then I began to cry. The tears were pouring out of my eyes as the rain pounded on my body. It felt so good not to be able to tell the difference between my tears and the rain. I cried and cried until it was over. The storm only lasted about 20 minutes or a half hour. And when it was over I felt...relieved. I don't know from what. I don't even know why I was crying. But it was the most beautiful experience. The skies started to clear up and the sun started shining through the clouds. Then I got up and went back in my house. My mom asked me where I had been and I told her sitting outside in the rain. She just gave me a look but didn't say anything. I don't know how to interpret this, but I'm glad it happened. I hope there's another storm sometime soon...