creative writing
Monday, February 7, 2011
The Rain
I stared out through the window into the dreary scene. Faint splattering sounds came from the outside hissing as they rolled down the dark glass. The dry clothes in the sun became wet because of the rain pouring down. This is the nature of things.
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