????'s Point of View
-Unknown-
It was raining to no end today.
To be honest, I never liked the rain. It reminds me of a memory which plays in my head over and over like a broken record.
It's been years since that day, and yet...
Mama!
I remember everything vividly like it was yesterday.
At the time, I was about nine years old.
"Mama! I brought you the clothes from the hanger," I said as I put down a basket of freshly dried clothes. The air was filled with a soft scent of flowers and fresh breeze.
My mother looked at me with a loving smile, patting my head gently. "Thank you, Angel."
"You're welcome, Mama!" I sat down on the floor beside her, ready to fold a shirt from the basket. I heard my mom softly chuckle.
"You know, you could play with other kids outside instead of sitting
