Squatted with my head bent, I sobbed hard, my voice barely audible in the pouring rain and screeches of car tyres as the sped by.

Wet all over, I wanted to stand up but somehow, I was glued to my spot.

I wanted more than anything to go home and curl up in a ball on my bed but I just couldn't.

Wincing, I slowly shook my head, as if that will stop the rain drops from falling on me.

Are these rain drops made of steel or something? They're causing an instant headache the moment they land on my ...