I was always afraid of rain. It was not only the lightenings, thunders, the cold water falling from the purplish black sky, which sickened me. It's that I needed a refuge- yes, exactly that, the need of a shelter made me afraid of rain. Because it never came alone, never. I am different now. But, still, when I hear, when I see, smell and feel the rain... I become again vulnerable. I become again the little, unprotected girl I used to be.