 | | 28/06/2013 10:52
Sur le blog Amy Nelson
After The Flood
It started as a gulp in the throat when I first heard about the floods. I never imagined, not even in my nightmares, that the rivers where we dip our feet could swallow our city. I looked outside of my bedroom window and there I saw my usual world. The only thing that appeared to be wrong was the way the wind howled and the sound of rain hitting our shingles. I could see our neighborhood and it's houses, there were no sharp shadows or floating trees. Every bit of rain became nothing but a tiny puddle. I looked into my television and I saw bridges underneath water, places where I've walked turning into swimming pools and people being asked to abandon...
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