As it begins to rain thunderously, and the shadows of the distant clouds begin to steal the daylight away from us, I quickly search for the one whom my heart beats for.
The fears in her eyes give away her position as she lurks behind the closed toilet door, shivering in unexplainable fear.
Her phobia of thunder and lightning has grown over the years, and this has been a constant worry for us whenever it rains and I am not home.
I wish I could be by her side more often or seek meaningful help whenever the clouds begin to cast their mysterious shadows over time.
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Odubo Ukam
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I can relate. Those moments are always scary for me as well. In all after the storm passes, the fear goes with it.
Love in the air!
Hmmmmm, this nice
Very nice.
Well done. I know a few people with phobias about storms. It is terrifying for them, but it's difficult to know how to comfort them. There's no way to stop the weather.
Well done.