Rain ~ Letting it go. {An ISS}

I am walking down the almost - empty street of my city. It is 10:00PM. It is raining. I can't help but laugh a cold, bitter smile at myself. Of course. Doesn't it always rain in the movies when the main character is thinking about his or her mistakes? That is what I am doing. Because I have made too many mistakes.

I open up my umbrella, but it doesn't do too much. The rain is blowing onto me, it has nothing to do with blocking the drops of water at the top. I don't care. I let it wash me. It gets on my face and into my eyes. My clothes are wet and I will get a cold later.

But I don't care.

It feels as if I am being renewed. I am standing in the middle of the street, only a few cars are coming by and they all make sure to switch on a different lane. I get a lot of weird looks from bypassers, obviously because I am out late at night and standing in the street.

But I. Don't. Care.

I don't care what people say or think about me now. I don't care about them anymore. From now on, I will live for myself only. I won't make any more stupid mistakes. I won't let them laugh at me.

My hand holding the umbrella drops to my side. I am completely soaked, the rain washing away everything.

The pain. The past. My pain. My past.

And here I am.

Letting it go.


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Woah. Where did I get the inspiration to write this?
I don't know.
I like it though.
:)
(Also because a lot of you guys have been voting for Inspired Short Stories).
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