Short Stories


The rain droplets hammered the ground angrily.

They hit lampposts that tried to shine through the storm. They pelted car windows bravely protecting their passengers. They cleared the dirt and pollution, washing away the memories of today.

They took advantage of the wind to gain force and strength. But despite their best efforts, they could not get at the birds. So they settled for the passers-by instead.

Men stomped from shelter to shelter, while women fled across the open spaces. The raindrops streamed, inducing the shrieks of children as they let go of their parents’ hands.

Then, came the flood.