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I walk outside the house.
No one notices.
Walking briskly, I go to the lake.

I take a seat on a rock.
I watch the water.
It makes me want to let myself cry.

Rain starts falling.
Tears begin to form in my eyes.
The lake's water flows together.

Slowly, tears drop from my eyes.
The rain falls harder.
Water in the lake rises.

I cry harder.
Water in the lake threatens to overflow.
Rain continues to fall.

Tears run out.
Rain disappears.
Lake waters steadies.

Very slowly, I start to feel better.
All of my emotions are out.
I think God for water.