Drop,drop there goes the rain passing by me getting me soaked. I could feel the branches falling of and I was cold I felt frozen. I can taste the watery splashes running down from the blue umbrella. I could see kids Running in puddles and on the field, the water was making the mud gushy and slippery. I could smell the wet grass everywhere, it was soggy, drip,drop,boom, there it goes again
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