I opened my eyes. The soft drumming of the rain on my windowsill calmed me. Exhaling, I looked out the window. Below my second floor apartment I could see the damp streets with rippling puddles. It was nearly dark and the dim street lights cast blurry pillars of pale yellow into the chilled air. The city felt empty as the last umbrellas disappeared into doorways.
It had been a while since I had felt this way. It had been a while since that day I stood in the rain, waiting for someone I knew wouldn't come. Now I was alone in the silence of my room. No one bothered me and no one would ever bother me again. I closed my eyes and continued listening to the faint drumming of the rain.
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