Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170329223926/@comment-28759676-20170406193230

The sky seemed as if it was sobbing. Countless raindrops cascaded down to the Earth in a melancholic manner, the *pitter* *patter* drumming out any noise coming from people or animals.

A small girl was huddled behind a dumpster. Vulgar odors wafted from the mass of garbage, but she was too broken to care. The rain drenched her navy blue hair, her coffee-hued eyes shut tightly in pain and suffering. The white hoodie with the small cat hears now stained an ugly brown. Wendy tried to cover out the drowning sound of the tempest raging outside the alleyway, but it was in vain.

She couldn't escape this.

Persevering long enough..

Perhaps this is the way she'd finally die?