Clichés 3: Rain Over Her Sadness

The rain poured incessantly outside. The sky was dark and gloomy— the same way she was feeling inside. 

Sniff… sniff…

She used one pudgy hand to wipe her runny nose as her small chest rose and fell as she tried to fight her tears. 

They wouldn't stop falling. Like the rain outside of the window, her tears were unstoppable. She was sad. She was miserable— as miserable as she had been when mum and dad died in the car accident one rainy night not too long ago, and she had to stay here at St. Mary's. 

Why? 

Because Jun had to leave. He would leave her soon— and she would be alone again. 

Sniff… sniff…

Her huge pair of doe eyes stared rebelliously at the raging weather, her other limb on her side with her hand balled into fist. She would be strong. Even if she felt really lonely she would be strong, she vowed.