Stefanie H.
Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read

Plitch, Plitch, Platch.

It was my favorite sound when I was a kid. The sound of the rain plattering against my window. Others were hiding under their blankets when I walked outside, listening to the thunder, enjoying the water pouring down my face.

I loved the energy.

I loved the power.

I loved how something so soft could destroy anything.

It reminded me of you. Your smooth smile, your kind eyes, your promising words.

Nothing but an illusion. And of course I fell for it. I thought you would heal my broken soul, refresh my mind. But you crushed me like a thunderstorm. Your looks turned into lightning, too hard to look at. Your words turned into thunder, too hard to understand. What once started s a light breeze turned into a hurricane. Too deep, too strong and eventually I drowned.

But still,

I loved the energy.

I loved the power.

I walked right toward you while others were hiding under their blankets.

Plitch, Plitch, Platch.

It wad my favorite sound when I was a kid and it still is now

Stefanie H.

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