10 years ago
The sky is mourning. You see nothing but a glimpse of light behind the thick dark of columbus clouds.
It's sparkling, causing sounds that brings fear and anxiety to everyone. The loud thunder that strikes in the sky gives scream to the hymn of a child from her deep slumber.
People are running, putting their things above their head, covering it from the droplets that slowly pouring in the surface.
She's sitting in the single seated chair outside the store. Holding the books tightly without minding the people surrounds her.
Sa lahat ng mga taong tumatakbo sa labas, tanging siya lang ang bukod tanging pinagmamasdan ni Harold Oliver Shein sa harapan.
Hindi niya magawang lapitan kahit gusto niyang payungan ito gamit ang payong na bitbit niya. Walang ulan ang pumatak sa kaniy
