I Express Myself Through Writing

Fat drops of rain constantly blurring the view, she stopped her car, got out, and fixed the windshield wipers, for good! Despite of the strong wind, focused, she managed to take them out from the front to make them stop struggling to keep up with her sorrow. She left her past behind to win her future back. Soaked wet, she threw her car keys away, to the rainy windy darkness, and kept walking, feeling brave. Tall and proud, she wished her life had a fast forward button. To take her past away so she could forget it faster and easier. All of sudden, high beams shined in her eyes. Knowing, danger was approaching her silhouette, blinded by the sharp light, she felt a touch. A touch of rain and its accomplice wind, forcing her pushed aside angrily. At the side of the road. The rain and the wind have stopped. The sky opened up. She felt something metallic in her hand. It was her car keys, she had thrown away.