duties waiting for her. pressing her tiny hands against the large doors holding her, she pushed them open and watched the rain pour down on the stone building above her. she took a seat on the stairs for a moment, tapping her foot along the ground, her right leg bouncing in an anxious matter. how long was it going to be before the rain slowed up?
i'm going to tell you a little story. august 5th, 2012 holds a lot of significance in my life; it was the day that my mother suddenly passed away. i was eighteen years old, a week and a half away from starting college, and it 