Eden Moran

How to Stop the Rain

The rain went crash against the window. Crash. Crash. Crash against the window. Not the pitter patter of the morning or the thud of the afternoon. Thud. Thud. Thud of the afternoon. The wooden bed was hard and the hardwood floor was splintered and the splintered table smelt of damp and rotting wood. The metal bowl went clink. Clink. Clink went the metal bowl as the metal pipe dripped water into it. Drip, drop. Drip, drop. Clink. Clink.