44. The moon Goddess is a liar.

Mia.

The rain announces its coming through the rumbling thunder and lightning. As I look outside the large window in my room, I see that there are growling, ominous dark clouds gathering above. I fight the urge to jump into my bed and wrap my duvet over my body in fear. I am afraid of thunderstorms, they give me the chilly vibes and seems to always announce the coming of something bad.

The thunder had rumbled over and over the night mom died, I had also once been bullied under the rain too. It always seemed to be there to mock me, to tell me that my total existence was just a joke, a joke to give certain people some fun. I hate thunderstorms, yet I fear them. I will always fear them.

I suddenly hear the door to my room open but then I could not hear footsteps. The night keeps scaring me more and more but I manage to get off the couch I my room which I am seated upon, take the nearest object I can find and walk silently to the entrance of my room. I tiptoe across the room in a fightin