Memories In The Rain
By: Oni Quezaire- Curtis
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The door slammed behind me erstwhile again, as I ran from the world I knew all similarly well. I needed an escape. I felt as if my assessment and my soul were being smothered. I jumped in the car and started raze the long drive, not knowing where I would end up, save knowing anywhere would be better than here.
Night had begun to fall, and as the miles that separated me from home increased, I began to relax. It seemed as though my car knew where to think me, because the drive was effortless. I ended up on the narrow road adjacent to the river. It was one of the roads I had driven daily as a teen. I hadnt been on this road for years. My life now, as an adult, was too busy to take time out for joy rides. I had deadlines to meet, PTA encounters to attend, bills to pay and a husband to pacify.
I smiled as I drove ancient the places that Id spent so many evenings, parked with friends along this road.
 I had lost touch with some precious memories, but they seemed to be flooding back, filling my heart. I pulled over underneath a familiar gnarled steer and got out. The wind had started blowing and I could taste the impending rain. Pushing my hair out of my eyes, I ran to the tree and searched the trunk. It didnt take long for me to find what I was looking for. Julie and Danny, true(p) Love Always. Time and weather had faded the words, but they were lock in there. Tears came to my eyes as I traced the words lovingly with my fingers. This was Dannys favorite spot. I turned and walked towards the river and my tears seemed to act as a cue for the rain to start falling.
I sit on a rock, eyes closed, listening to the sound of the raindrops meeting the river. I felt his hand cup my cheek and his lips quietly touch mine. His scent was mixed with the smell of...If you want to keep a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay
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