It was raining today.
I don't know whose fault it was, but it just rained. I was thinking, maybe I made a mistake, causing the skies to cry.
I don't know why but I'm so sad. I want to cry as well.
Clouds blanketed the entire sky and I wish to bawl my eyes out and scream on top of my lungs. But there's a lot of people here and I got my umbrella.
I dropped my handkerchief and no one came to pick it up for me.
I picked it up myself and went straight home. In my room, I could cry as much as I wanted.
The rain started to form a faint drizzle and I hate being out in the rain. Unfolding my umbrella, I hurriedly picked up my pace.
I found myself in seas of unknown people and the air around me was colder. I wish to hurry back home but apparently, I lost my way.
I forgot which way it was; the crowds of unfamiliar people made it so difficult to discern. I don't like this feeling. I want to ask someone for directions but everyone was so distant.
The raindrops started to pour even more.
I felt so, so sad today.
I was so lost and I don't know if I could ever come back home.
