The rain is the pouring down as it was earlier. The only difference now is that it's pouring down harder.

The weather seems like a hurricane can come to the park at anytime. Now as this is happening I sit there on the ground against a huge oak tree.

The stabbing pain at my hand hurts like hell. When I get off the ground ground using my other hand. Than when standing up my body is soaked to the bone with Arctic water and my clothes drenched with rain.

My bike isn't up for this type of weather, so I have to walk. Conveniently there was a store. The name of the store is Kermit's and the owner is an old lady name Maeve.

Ms. Maeve is like a mother to me and takes care of me. She usually takes care of me when needed. Right now I need it. The pain that is shooting at my arm is equal to hot lava branching out over the whole length of the limb.

This rain isn't helping the pain either. I walk like I'm a turtle on a journey somewhere. In about what feels like 10 minutes of walking the door of the store is in front of me.

The door is dreadfully a pull open one. So i have to use my uninjured hand to open it. The little chirp rings since there isn't a bell that rings its a chirp that sounds like its from a bird.

This noise makes Ms. Maeve look up at the door to see my haggardly appearance with eyes as wide as owls.

"What gods green earth happened? "

She runs from behind the counter her eyes going up and down my body analyzing looking for any more injuries.

Than a hand smacked me across the face hard. My head whips to the left side from the impact. The pain barely registers in my brain.

Then casting my eyes down to the floor. My eyes staying down looking at the tiled floor,because i dont want to look up at her. A pair of hands wipe my tears out of my eyes.

She pushes my head up so my head is up straight and looking at her

" it hurt so much! " i screech like a banshee.
The pain is not not talking about my hand. Its my chest from heartbreak. Ms. Maeve shakes her head towards me and pulls my uninjured hand to move my body towards the back room.

She is going fix my hand in the back room. My body is numb as I'm pulled towards the room.

Once I'm in the room behind the corner she pushes me down to sit in the chair to examine my hand. I knew that i was going to get the treatment of an angry nurse treating her patient.

At this moment in time it felt like a hand was yanking my ear trying to pull me back to sanity.

The sensation hurt like a bitch.