As you stepped through the empty streets of your neighborhood, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of calm..yet slight loneliness wash over you. The water near the curb splashed under your socks, the pitter of the rain soaking your clothes…though you didn’t care.

The rain was your comfort method to escape your parents’ fighting.

As you walked towards your friend, Sam’s house, you began to calm down. You continued on your walk, soon stopping in front of his front door.