I hate the rain. It’s cold and sad. I’m getting soaked, stuck in this stupid
rain, and it’s all her fault. Look at her!
She doesn’t even care how miserable I am. If she would have listened to me we would be
riding the bus home instead of walking.
Oh how I love the rain. I love jumping in the puddles and making the
water splash, it’s so much fun. I’m
sorry big brother, but mom says you have to stay with me no matter what. I know you wanted to ride the bus but I
wanted to play in the rain instead of riding in that big old stinky bus. I wish you could have as much fun as I do in
the rain. Oh look, here comes
another puddle.
