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It was raining again.
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
The constant patter was like a metronome, guiding my careful steps as I glided across the room.
When the rain got faster, so did I.
Slower, I was slower.
And when the rain got louder, I danced harder.
I began to unconsciously block out my surroundings, till all that remained was me and the rain.
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
Then I blocked out myself, getting fuzzier and fuzzier till all that remained was the rain.
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
The rain was me and I was the rain.
All was a silent, watery world, my head in the clouds.
The clouds that were emptying onto my roof.
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
Bea was shaking me awake. “Are you okay?” she asked, looking rather frightened.
I must have looked like a drowned spirit, lying there on the ground.
I sat up. “What happened?”
“I came in and you were unconscious,” she said. “Not asleep, but- well, you know.”
Bea leaned a little closer, looking me dead in the eyes. “Are you okay?”
I thought for a second.
Was I okay?
And my ears picked up on a sound, coming from above me…
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
Pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit pat pat pat pat pit…
I smiled, and a shiver ran down my spine. “Yeah, I’m okay.” -
That sounds really good! You should publish it! How did you think of the idea?
Are you adding anything else to it? It’s sounding great! -
It’s too bad you didn’t write that earlier! It might have gotten honorable mention, at least, in the contest!So good!!!