I felt the rain before I saw it. It first it was just a light drip here and there but soon I had to run for the nearest shelter. Huddling between a huge tree and a wall I looked on as the ground in front of me turned into a stream, washing all the dirt away.

I wished that could have been me. That it could have been so easy to just wash away the dirt from the past and be new and clean again, but nothing was every truly that easy. Just as thunder struck my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was really as if the weather was...