The drops of rain hit against the window glass droningly, creating a gloomy mood. Of course, the perception of such weather strongly depended on each person. Some loved the rain and the grey clouds that covered every inch of the sky, and some couldn’t get rid of a depressive feeling that filled their hearts. But this was only temporary, as the dark, depressive weather retreats, and so does the unpleasant mood.
But for one person it was different. No matter what weather was outside, her mood couldn’t be changed. It wouldn’t vanish with the rain, and now not only she was crying, not literally though, as she has done it so many times since the event that changed her life. The young woman of the age twenty-six, named Chris, was sitting at the window and just watching in silence. Watching the natural water drops falling from the dark clouds. They looked scary enough, but to her it all seemed threatening. She didn’t know why, but this feeling accompanied her from that