Lady in the Rain- Heartless Roses
Its Just The Beginning
In a world fall of happiness and joy there lives a girl. She was full of it, everything you could think of but as always in life something happens. Something that you could never imagine, it just rebounded back at her and as she knew it she sits waiting. She was extremely beautiful, blonde hair like the sunshine and eyes like the sea with crystals reflecting of them. She was tall for her age, she could have anything she wanted. She had a great personality and body. People saw her in the rain sitting on a bench closing her eyes, cold, wet and confused. Wherever she sits she has a flower in her hand looking at it and counting the leaves and she pulls them off. Tears do fall then she's alone. People say to each other "the reason she is like this is because she lost someone," also "she has a medical problem no one can help her." I wanted to find out more.
In 1983 on an April Tuesday morning at 9:30 am, I Melissa was getting my breakfast at a shop called Corner Lane where I would normally go. I got some pastry food, with jam in the middle with peach on top melted. It was warm and I slowly ate it trying not to burn my mouth, I looked outside the foggy glassed window it started to rain terribly. As I tried to look closer I thought I saw something but I could not see because the window was too hard to look through. I pined my face to the window, but still no luck. I then open the creaky wooden exit door that looked like it could break any minute. I then saw her, the lady in the rain counting the flowers she had. She was on the opposite of the road to me, she slowly tilted her head and looked at me as I walked slowly towards her. Cars swept past me, I took my eyes off her. The cars stopped coming past but as I looked to where she had been sitting she was gone, just the petals left on the floor. I quickly tiptoed making sure there were not more cars and stood there where she had been. I picked up a red petal that was on the damp floor, as I picked it up it went black and went in to just dust that the wind blew away. I was confused and not sure what had just happened, so I walked away. As I did the rain that was coming down from the fluffy, white clouds soon disappeared from the atmosphere. Everything dried around me. I thought to myself does anyone see what is happening, I feel like I am the only one. I kept the thought and walked to my house. As I got there I gently placed the key in the door but before I turned it I looked behind me. I felt like something or someone is following me. Then I looked back and opened my door and shut it. My heart was beating so fast but I did not know why, I was not scared. I leaned against the door glancing around the rooms that I could see.
I walked in my front room, the clock was missing from the wall leaving a mark on the wall where it was placed. I tried searching for it but I could not find it. I looked under the sofa. I could see something. I reached my hand out but I could not reach it. As I was doing that my front room opened wide with a big loud noise like someone just ran out of it. At that time I was sure that I was being followed. I ran to the door and shut it again and walked back staring at it taking little steps back. Suddenly I tripped on something and fell down, it was my clock. I picked it up there was finger marks on it but then they faded away. I dropped it on the floor. As I looked closer, the clock then started to go fast the arrows on it then stopped on 12:00 o'clock. I then decided to get rid of my clocks, watches and alarm clocks I had in the house and placed them all in a black bag and put them in the bin.