Pitter, patter- Traces of rain presents itself to her in point blank distance on the other side of the glass as she blankly stares at the darkening clouds. Pitter, patter- She doesn't have a care in the world. Small droplets start to dance across her window. As it became more apparent to her that it wouldn't be passing over quickly, the girl stood up and began removing her watch and pendant revealing old partially faded tan lines on her wrist. By then, soft sounds of thunder began echoing through her empty house. Leisurely, she then began to dress down. First, she pulled off her loose top to reveal another set mostly faded tan lines with a small scar partially covered by her black sports bra. The girl with a small frame slowly traced over the scar then the curves of her body and around her nonexistent abs with her fingers as another wave of thunder, slightly louder, rang through her house. It's sprinkling now. She continued expressionless, her fingers reached her hips, and in one motion, she slid her pants down leaving herself only with her undergarments. Double checking the fact that she removed anything with the potential of getting ruined off, she swiftly headed for her backyard.

By now, the ground is completely soaked from the rain. She casually steps outside into the rain. After initially flinching against the cold touch of the rain, all the tenseness in her body disappeared. She relaxed all at once as if the rain washed it away.

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For about a half hour, she simply stood there as her wavy dark drown hair became black and straight from rain. Many different emotions that are normally buried deep down begin to surface and flow out as she smiled then laughed then fell into a crying fit. Everything she wouldn't dare to do infront of people- The falling bits of water acted as her camouflage as they hid her tears away. Once again numb after everything left her system, a big sigh of relief escapes her mouth as a tired smile creeps onto her face.

Soaking wet and heavy from the rain, the free girl became uncomfortable with the added weight from her bra and underwear so she tears off her remaining undergarments and throws it to the side. The rain intensifies to the point where the shivering girl can't see three feet in front of her. Suddenly exhausted, she throws herself into the grass. With her hands behind her head, she kicks her feet up to listen to the calming rhythmic sounds of the rain. The predictable nature of the taps of falling water always made her eyelids feel heavy. It probably provided a sense of relief for her. With not a soul in a hundred mile radius to be heard, she closes her eyes to listen to the rain as she falls deep into a dream of a world that isn't her own.