The Storm

The Storm

A Story by Kathryn Smith

I logged into Facebook.


Bad idea.


Gag.


Another engagement.


I want to throw up.


And I want to punch a wall.


Why cant I be loved like everyone else?



A lump in my throat.


I want to lose it.


I can't take it anymore.


Rings on girls fingers.


Love that they get.



Love I've never had.





My eyes looked to the window.


Shocked.


I looked again.


The road!


Just the road was gold from the sun.


Lit up yellow.


It took my breath away.


I dashed upstairs to grab my music.


I ran outside.


But the glow was gone.


So I walked down the road.


The air was cold.


But then slowly and surely..


The road grew gold again.


And I saw my shadow appear.


I turned around.


The wind picked up.


It hissed and it howled.


Leaves scattered and darted through the air.


Dirt and sand hurled at me.


Its as if I was walking


In a sunny tornado.


The force of nature calmed me.


And it reminded me that there is indeed a higher power.


There are good things coming to me.


And my heart was hugged.




My hair whipped in the wind.


Happy tears stung my eyes.


I let the breeze through my fingers.


And in a rush I jogged back home.


And when I got to the door.


The door I had closed before...


Was a door I found open.


The air held it that way.




And so..



I walked in


and closed it behind me.

© 2017 Kathryn Smith


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Added on September 5, 2017
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