I look at the dark sky. It's raining since last night. The rain keeps pouring again. I like rain though. I like how we can use umbrella. I like how we take out our hands to feel the water that fall from the sky. I like how my window looks when it's raining.

Oh.

The sun appears. My smile widened. I rush out from my house and see the sky. As expected. There is rainbow up there.

I always think that rainbow represents our life. Sometimes we can't see our childhood stories because we forgot most of it. Childhood stories represent the part where rainbow starts.

The middle part represents our life now. We can see it clearly because we faced it right now. Sometimes, the middle part can be seen, it's clear and colourful. Sometimes, it's kinda blur and dull.

Meanwhile, the place where rainbow ends represents our future. We can't see it nor find it. No matter how hard we try to see it straightly through shortcut, we just can't. That's why we have to face the middle part first before reach the end.

That's what I think.

I'm still thinking... Where do the rainbow ends?

I post both the epilogue and chapter one because why not 😂
The epilogue may be confusing and you may not understand it but please keep reading this 😟 The person in this POV is a secret , I expose it later ~
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