"I love watching the rain, but I hate lightning. I hate its voice, I hate how it looks, or everything of it. Even though it wasn't like that at first. In the past, I love lightning, because its presence felt very suitable for rain. It was as if the two of it were lovers. However, I was seven years old at the time when my parents were arguing badly at home. It was also raining, and for some reason I felt that the sound of lightning falling from the sky was caused by the screams of my parents. Every time my parents threw insults at each other, the lightning flashed at the same time. Truly, even now, when I hear the sound of thunder, I feel as if I'm hearing the voices of my parents arguing."
—Unknown 10/March/2022