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Rain
Rain is not an ordinary child. Rain is wild. As if wild is not enough Rain is tough. Her mother tucks her in with care, looks again, Rain’s not there. Her father roars, “You named her Rain, no wonder she is such a pain.” Her mother strikes back balefully. “You bully, why do you blame me? The child was marked by you as well. She thinks that all you do is yell.” Though Rain’s parents live in strife, her dad adores his spitfire wife. “I wish” he says, “She’d play with Breeze. When she’s with him I am at ease.” Her mother says, “I’ll zigzag down and look for her around the town. She’s been with Wind a lot of late, together trouble they create.” They roar and flash and then they see Rain playing in puddles peacefully. “Where have you been? By all the powers, we’ve looked for you for hours and hours”. Rain answers her parents with a smile. “I thought I’d just be gone a while. I went with Breeze a bit, to play. Wind came and we got carried away. Dad yells, but Mother shakes her head. “We’ve had a rough night. Let’s go to bed.” By: Joyce Johnson Fo Contest........ Rain, The Story Sponsored by Constance La France ~The Rambling Poet~
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