There Will Come Short Rains ☔️ - A Slightly Creepy Short Story
There Will Come Soft Rains
I recently read the short story There Will Come Soft Rains by Ray Bradbury and thought it was interesting, so I wanted to write my thoughts about it. You may know Bradbury from some of his other well known works such as Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, and Something Wicked This Way Comes. An important detail to note about There Will Come Soft Rains is that it was written during the Cold War, when the fear of nuclear destruction was everywhere, and that’s something to consider when thinking about the story’s mood.
There Will Come Soft Rains is a short story about an automated modern day house that continues to function even though it’s completely untenanted. The story is told by descriptive scenes that are set by the house itself, especially the talking clock that announces reminders and daily routines that were once meant for the family who lived there. It says things like “Eight-one, tick-tock, eight-one o'clock, off to school, off to work, run, run, eight-one!” and "Rain, rain, go away; umbrellas, raincoats for today...”
The house is full of cool features, such as an automated breakfast maker (that can make sunny side up eggs, coffee, toast, and cold milk), bed warmer, dishwasher, poem reader, and fastidiously neatnik robot mice that clean up literally everything. At first the house seems perfect, but soon gets unsettling as there are no humans to use any of it.
It’s implied a few moments prior to the story that a nuclear bomb exploded, killing the family and everyone else on Earth, leaving only the house standing. One of the creepiest images described in the story is the silhouette of the family burned onto the side of the house by the blast. The father is shown mowing the lawn, the mother picking flowers, and the children playing catch. One child is depicted mid-throw as the other reaches up for the ball that never came down. As time passes, the house begins to decay; the once delicious homemade breakfast rots, filling the house with a strange scent, and the family dog wanders inside and dies from starvation, leaving the robot mice to dispose of its body. Eventually, the house catches on fire and despite its advanced technological features, it's unable to save itself and everything turns to ashes.
One of the most interesting details in the story is right at the beginning, when a voice from the ceiling says, “Today is August 4, 2026”. Bradbury wrote this in 1950, over 67 years ago. This doesn’t relate directly to the plot, but when I was reading this, I was curious as to what the people reading this back then thought about it. Obviously, this story isn’t meant to be a direct prediction of the future, but people from the past might have believed we would have self boiling and watering bath tubs and automated french toast makers by 2026.
Overall, I thought this was a very interesting short story and I recommend it to everyone, especially those who like short sci-fi reads.
-Lauren K
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