Rain

I love the rain, don't you? It's a time for us to stay indoors and curl up on our beds because of the cold, wet weather. A time when we find things to do that won't bore us to sleep. Believe it or not I actually find the rain very comforting.

The rain is falling on my window pane yet the sound of it makes me feel calm. I looked outside and the images of me when I was still small flashed inside my head. I remember the times when I use to beg my Mother to allow me to take a bath under the rain together with my neighbors. We would walk around our subdivisions singing out loud. I remember when I use to think that whenever it rains it's because the angel's are crying. Looking back at those times makes me laugh but, now that I'm a tween everything seems different. And as I stand here now feeling the cold wind touch my face, the feeling of happiness washes over me. It's amazing how memories could bring you so much joy. I realized that you can't always have the best of things because too much like of it, like the rain is bad for one's self. So let us make the best out of everything we do. It does not matter if we have bright and sunny memories like the sun or cold and dark memories like the rain what matters is that when we look back at it we learn will from our experiences and we will be able to laugh at the things we've done!