It rained crazy outside, but I heard nothing. My fan drowned all the sound. Looking out of the window, the rain dropped on the ground making small splashes. It was a soundless picture.
The yellow lamp, mild and dim, stood there silently. No people outside, no animals, no cars. It just like the rain stopped anything.
The night, silently crawled over the world, hid behind the moisture, carefully planned everything you couldn't see and hear. It was kind of scary. The proverb said, the hidden enemy is the most dangerous. You cannot see anything, but you could feel it doing something out there.
The night, we couldn't bear it. The best way to avoid the harm and neglect its existence is to go to sleep. Close your eyes and the next time you open your eyes, it is expected to be a bright day with hope and strength.
