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Rain crackles on the sidewalks As the thunder bellows and roars. Cars hiss by on the wet streets As fallen leaves soar. Lightning flashes in the clouds As the trees dance in the wind. Chills and goosebumps rise on my arms As the cold rain hits my skin. Birds sing in their havens As rivers form in the parking lot. Blades of grass flinch and twitch  As they are pelted by raindrops. Cars sweat and weep buckets As they are left out in the stormy weather. Puddles form in the mud As raindrops splash ripples in them together. The scent of asphalt and rain Fills the cool, humid air As God’s rain calms my restless soul And washes away my despair.

Short Story: My Little Brother's Stories


This short story is inspired by a story my little brother told me.

My Little Brother's Stories
Sometimes my little brother tells me the craziest stories. 
One day, he walked up to me and said, "Jack, Jessy (our sister) hit me with a pillow and killed me. I had to be rushed to the ER and had to be revived by one of those paddle things."
"You mean a defibrillator?" I asked.
"Yeah, those."
"That's interesting. So, how do you plan on paying the hospital bills?"
"I already paid the bills."
"You did?"
"Yeah."
"How'd you manage that?"
"It was easy really. I just put the bills under your name."


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