I feel lonely and helpless like never before. The rain at night, as if sensing her mood, began to patter down. She was kicked out of her home and walked on the silent streets. Every drop of rain fell on her
body
above, all seemed to be beating on her fragile heart. Her figure looked particularly thin under the street lights. There were crowds of people around her, but no one stopped. Only the sound of rain accompanied her, listening to her silent confession.
