Intangible Rainstorm
I went out and set foot on a wonderful summer day. The sun made everything look bright and cheerful. It would have been an ideal day for a picnic.
No one would have imagined a thunderstorm raging in my mind. Blinking illuminates a temporarily hidden emotion, followed by shattered hope. Drops of inner tears washed away the wreckage of my romantic dream.
I was sitting at the bus stop with a book, reading the same paragraph five times, trying to look indifferent to the weather patterns inside me. Sunglasses covered my swollen eyes and returned a reflection of nearby flowers. I will never love – love is an illusion that goes nowhere.
I was very lost because I didn’t notice the man sitting next to me.
“Sorry, I’m sorry, but I noticed you’re reading W. Shakespeare. He’s my favorite writer.”
His deep voice surprised me. His gentle smile warmed my wet heart and drove away the stormy clouds.
“He is also my favorite.” I tried to return his smile.
The next fifteen minutes we talked about literature and its impact on contemporary culture. Buses came and went. I pretended not to notice.
“By the way, my name is Mark.” When his warm hands shook mine, an electric current flowed through me.
“Would you like to accompany me for lunch?” He added, ignoring my blushed cheeks. “Let’s get started again.”
A rainbow appeared and led us to the heart of gold. I followed him.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleI really liked how you intertwined the weather with anatomy. Welcome to Voice.Club, Tuaseen. I think you forgot to use quotation marks to close the last speech in, “Let’s get started again.”
Sorry, my fault????.
When I wrote it, I found myself very emotional.
But I did a mistake, so I will lose????
Thanks for noticing that omission, Margarida. We usually find and correct these things, but that one slipped by! Don’t worry, Tauseen, we’ve changed it and you’re still in the running!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleMany many thanks to you????
Don’t be so hard on yourself, Tuaseen. We all must learn. I commend you for writing such an interesting and cathartic story.
Thank you????
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleHello, Tuaseen. Welcome to the voice club. What a beautiful romantic tale. I was carried away and cried. Well done on your first story. Keep on writing.
Thanks sister.Fun fact: I am a boy but I represent myself as a girl in this tale ’cause I wanted to write something creative.Hope you have enjoyed ????
I really enjoyed it, Tuaseen.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWelcome to the Voice Club, Tauseen. What a great first story. I read your bio with great interest. May I ask you, what is an “ECA”? You will certainly be able to learn a lot on this site! We all are learning new vocabulary words and new forms of writing, in addition to Greek mythology, Scottish history and a host of exciting things. I think of it like taking an online class… Read more »
Many many thanks to you. Hope you have enjoyed the story. ECA=Extra Curricular Activities.
I am focused on ECA ’cause I want to get admitted into a top tier university. ECA is very helpful for it. ???????? Lastly, thanks for your appreciation ????????
Incredible story. Weather and emotions both tied up. Well done.
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