The rain

Chapter 1:

I strolled down the sidewalk it was pouring out and it was fog ,but I was use to it the rain comforts me it wrapped me
in a wet but warm hug.I was the rain and the rain was me.

I opened the door and looked around the cafe it wasn't busy which was usual the place had gone down hill after my grandmother past away.I had been mourning her since she pasted I was utterly and stupidly depressed.

The cafe bell ringed as I opened the door."Hey Jules,Matthew said startled." Watcha doing her so early,I mean your off today right?"

I roll my eyes," I don't have to come here to work all the time
maybe I wanted some coffee or something ,I said annoyed ."Jezz someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed,he retorted."Let me know when you find the right side of the bed."

I grab a large cup of coffee and stand beside the wide glass window and watch the rain as it beated on the ground like it was it's drums.Matthew gazed at me with curiosity and concern .

I sip my coffee the rain sings again

Reviews

[matrixmark]

Quite a pleasant little read. There are some grammtical errors BUT it didn't take away how I felt about the piece.

I enjoyed the simplicity of it.In a funny way it was refreshingly different.

Mark.

[Parker101]

Thanks for the review

[matrixmark]

Not a problem.

Mark.