Dear Rain, thank you for falling.
"For a moment like this some people wait a lifetime..."
This is truly the worst day of my life. It was bright and sunny a second ago and suddenly, rain pours down out of the blue. That's just my luck. And I left my umbrella at home too. I swear the universe hates me. I'm soaking wet and...agh...agh...scheew! No! I can't catch a cold now. I have a field hockey match tomorrow.
Jermain ran over to the bus stop for some shelter. Surprisingly, it was empty but then he remembered that he was at school for a while because it was his turn to clean up the classroom. About an hour had gone by and the universe was still against him; it was still raining.
It was getting dark and the cold wind ushered itself in. With my clothes barely dry I trembled with a bit of chill each time the wind passed by. Honestly, I just really want to go home and go straight to bed.
Someone is coming. It was a girl from my school. This late. Buy why? She had a black umbrella that seemed wide enough to fit more than one but not enough for two. She tilted it slightly in front to shield from the rain drops blowing in or maybe it was to hide her face. She had an eerie aroma that grew strong with each step she took and the rain...
This is truly the worst day of my life. It was bright and sunny a second ago and suddenly, rain pours down out of the blue. That's just my luck. And I left my umbrella at home too. I swear the universe hates me. I'm soaking wet and...agh...agh...scheew! No! I can't catch a cold now. I have a field hockey match tomorrow.
Jermain ran over to the bus stop for some shelter. Surprisingly, it was empty but then he remembered that he was at school for a while because it was his turn to clean up the classroom. About an hour had gone by and the universe was still against him; it was still raining.
It was getting dark and the cold wind ushered itself in. With my clothes barely dry I trembled with a bit of chill each time the wind passed by. Honestly, I just really want to go home and go straight to bed.
Someone is coming. It was a girl from my school. This late. Buy why? She had a black umbrella that seemed wide enough to fit more than one but not enough for two. She tilted it slightly in front to shield from the rain drops blowing in or maybe it was to hide her face. She had an eerie aroma that grew strong with each step she took and the rain...