Not all stories begin on a nice sunny day, nor does mine…

It was a dark stormy night, rain clouds hovering over my town. Rain drops started to patter on the windows of my home. I never understood those who hatted rain, it makes everything beautiful and it’s like watching mother nature cleanse herself from the sins of her children – us, humans, but it’s quite ironic how none of them will be washed off, not unless we take it into our hands. people suffer every day and I want to make sure that those who make people suffer, suffer an even bigger tragedy.

The branches of a withered tree next to my home hit the windows of my bedroom window like a murderer breaking in to serve me my doom with his own two hands.

A distant sound of lightning hitting God knows what made me jump, snapping me out of my thoughts. I watched the droplets fall down for a few more moments before deciding I need to go out, go out to feel the rain on my skin, to feel like the nature is cleansing me of the sins and blood on my hands.

The glow from the lightning illuminated my living room momentarily, creating shadow monsters all around me but my eyes stay fixed on the intricate pattern created on the night sky, I always saw the sky as my personal gallery, watching it change colors through my window like an artist painting only for me, it made me feel…. Special.

Thunder storms never scared me – no, on the contrary it intrigues me, the way my heart skips a beat whenever lightning hits, the adrenal rush which feels like liquid heat flowing through my veins mixed with courage and fear makes my heart race, the thought that I might get hit by a bolt from the god of thunder just makes me want go out even more, am I crazy? Probably, did I care? Nope, never.

I stepped out onto my porch, the motion detecting light luminating the space around me, but all I care for is to step out into the rain.

My eyes cascade around to the woods In front of my home, then to my car getting a free wash and at last to my porch steps, half of them drenched with rain water.

I slowly step forward, watching the rain drops shooting down like tiny bullets being shot down from the sky to kill the human race because mother nature is sick of us- obviously, if I were her, I’d be pissed at humans too.

I pause at the last dry step of my porch and slowly extend my hand, feeling the drops of rain being shot at my arm, after a moment of enjoying this feeling, I slowly descend down the steps. But to my despair, mother nature wanted to play games with me. It hadn’t even been 5 minutes of me standing in the rain that it started to fade away like the humanity in our hearts.

I frowned, looking up at the sky while thinking ‘Really? Just as I was starting to enjoy myself?’

I sighed, dragging myself up my porch, an eerie thought creeping up in my mind which I ignore and walk in. I took a random towel thrown over my chair and pick up the TV remote to turn it on. As soon as I did the voice of a pretty reporter boomed through my living room “Another mystery of St. Louis solved by our beloved detective, miss Sicily Roberts.”

God – her voice is annoying, but at least she’s pretty, right? I snap out of my thoughts as she continues “With the ‘red smile killer’ behind bars, will St. Louis be a safer place or is there another mystery waiting to be uncovered? Stay tuned to find out, I’m Jessi from crime scene creosol aka CSC, signing off, have a pleasant night folks and watch out for any mysteries hidden in plain sight”

I flop down on my couch with a sigh, throwing the remote onto the coffee table. The Red Smiley Killer, I’m sure she’ll haunt my dreams for a long time, the women wanted to become some kind of Japanese legend, she’s literally obsessed withy the Slit-Mouth Lady also known as Kuchisake Onna, she basically slits people’s mouths open because of something tragic that happened to her.

Anyways, she got a life sentence for killing like 12-15 people in the course of 3 months but thankfully she wasn’t as skilled in hiding her tracks as she was at killing people.

I sighed , running my hand through my face before turning off the T.V.

God her voice is really REALLY annoying.

I covered my eyes with  my hand and before I knew it I had fallen asleep.