The Storm – a Microstory

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The raging storm
Wind doesn’t howl, it screams
Rain doesn’t just fall, it’s torrential
Trees creak and moan, rain lashes vigorously
I need my Mum to say that everything’s fine
That this nightmare will soon be over and that
Life’s wonderful again.

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yeah write #196 weekly writing challenge is open for microstories in exactly 42 words

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