 |
| Misali |
Throughout the day,
people complained furiously about the relentless rain. It was annoying; it was
infuriating. The screeching of cars at a distance got mixed with the hustle and
bustle of a normal afternoon, preparing to close the day. No one knew it yet,
but this would be the last day of their lives. The alert came over the radio. A
shattered voice announced the unexpected tragedy, stuttering. It never
completed the last sentence. A massive wave of water and debris killed all
communication, turning cars into weightless toys. The irony… What was a bit of
rain compared to this…?
No comments:
Post a Comment