“Hoping that today will be bright and fair when I open the curtains“, Sophie said.
It had been raining since the past few weeks. Things had changed over time. Businesses were running slow. Some schools had closed down. Scraps of structures everywhere. The rain we all hoped for turned out to be our greatest monster.
Recently, mum began building a store for provisions and dad began some work on the farm. My brother just got a job and my sister started preschool. Me, I just began loosing my true self. I couldn’t tell anyone; they all had their personal problems.
I looked outside my window into the neighborhood. They all seemed so happy. Kids playing with their pets, teens wearing lovely dresses to school and other things my eyes could see. I was…was…was…. Can’t say how I felt but I knew I was gonna loose myself if someone didn’t get me.
I had too many hopes. 1…2…3…4…and so on. I wished all my hopes could turn to reality… Of all my hopes, my greatest hope was that I could someday get out of the hole I was entering deeper by the hour and not turn out to be a monster( the rain)… That’s my story.
I hope for better days…
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