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October's Rain

12 Agustus 2013   09:51 Diperbarui: 24 Juni 2015   09:25 70
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I hate October. Yes, for some reasons, I hate October. They said October is the beginning of the rain season. Even if it was, so what? Should I care? Since, I hate rain as much as I hate October.

I was a young man full of spirit, when I tried to tell her how I feel. It was October. I sang a song for her in front of so many eyes watching, and after I finished my song, I walked, almost ran to be exact, to her. My friends had already prepared some candles to make things just even better. So when I was singing, it was like so many small cute fire accompanied me. It was beautiful. Well, you can guess why this was my starting point in hating October. Yes! She said no. I had been admiring her for three damn years and she said no!! Then, it supposed to be the rain season right, but why there's no single drop of water from the sky? If it was raining, I wouldn't  run to her to tell her how i felt, and I wouldn't get this scar... So, where were you rain, when I needed you?

So I grew up a little older, I grew up a broken-hearted older fellow. That time, I was riding my black motorbike, drunk, and it was a quite dark night. Maybe, it was just any other night, but my eyes was blurred by alcohol inside my blood. slowly, the sky started pouring water to earth, while I was riding my black bike, drunk! The water drop darted attacking my cold face. When the rain was getting harder, I stepped on the gas and my bike were flying. I meant was really flying! The road was wet and slippery, and I couldn't control my bike as it went faster. I hit the pavement, and I flew about a few meters, and I crash-landed with my bike on me! Guess what! It was October!  Yes, October and rain has been working together ever since. They are working on a master plan to...kill me!

But no, I wouldn't die that easy. The fools, October and rain, they have to work a lot harder to kill me. Although I have to admit they are not quitters, they worked quite hard to accomplish the mission. So I was walking around with my friend, chatting around, saying stupid things, when a group of punks came toward us. My friend was afraid, but I told him to calm down. They were getting closer and closer, when one of them told us to hand our belongings to them. I said no, firmly. A few knifes and some bats came out, but I knew it was easy for me. Some punks would never beat me, I said to myself. Just a few punches and kicks, I beat them. I took two knives from them, when a lightning suddenly stroked that area I was standing. I was thrown, right toward two of the guys. The knives stabbed both of them, one in the heart, one in the neck. They died instantly. Well great. I'm a murder now. You can't kill me but you made me a murder! Yes, I don't have to ask you again. It was October!

I turned myself in. I confessed what I've done, although it wasn't on purpose. They put me in jail, and it was a dark dirty room with rats and maggots and feces, the worst you can imagine. But, I laughed, yes, I laughed. I knew that they were not happy; those fools, October and rain. They were not happy because there I was, alive. I was so tired, so I laid myself down in the bed, if i could call it a bed. I tried to close my eyes and sleep, but just right before I went to my dreamland, a drop of water crushed my unconsciousness. Damn! It was raining. The little hole above me?! How would the rain know that there was a little hole there? They would never let me sleep, to enjoy my being only by my dream. All of a sudden, the rain grew harder and harder. The hardest rain I'd ever seen. Your new plan didn't it? Well fools, who's tougher? A week had passed, and I was still there, sitting in the wet sheet, looking up, challenging the rainy sky. Come on, is that all you got?

I am a criminal now, and it's all because of you, October and rain... I've lost 15 years of my miserable life because of you...

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