Rain Short Story Novels & Stories

Sabrina ran mindlessly into the woods. She was missing her family so much. The salty tears continued to fall down her eyes and mix up with the raindrops hitting her face. The rain had intensified, slapping furiously against the leaves. In a matter of minutes, she was soaked completely but she didn't care a bit.

Owen and I looked right at one another with realization that it was raining just as the down pour started. It was as if someone had turned on the shower faucet, the rain starting quicker than either of us could have expected. We ran for the nearest trees, but their bare branches offered no protection from the sudden deluge. I shivered, the two of us already completely soaked by the sudden microburst. Owen quickly shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, the satin inside still warm from his body.

She drew in a deep breath to inhale the earthly scent. She opened her eyes and noticed her once empty mug was now brimming with rainwater. She took off her slipper, tucked it under her chair, and rose to her feet. A genuine smile on her face when her feet touched the wet grass. She welcomed the rain with open arms and swivel like a carefree child. Just this once. She looked up and squinted at the sky. The large lumps of gray clouds were floating like a vagabond. Her eyes focused on a transparent drop of rain that was rushing in full force, hoping to find shelter in her eye but before the droplet could merge into her blue ocean, she closed her eyes, causing it to shatter on her eyelid.

It's a beautiful rainy day in the City of Manila. Every person is now running fast just to not get in the rain. " What a beautiful day," Cindy said as she opened the window of her car and the thunder immediately greeted her that making her smile. " She greeted me, Herriot," Cindy giggled to her assistant, Herriot, who is now shaking her head because of what her boss is doing. " Madam. Please close the window. The rain is going to fall anytime soon." Herriot said that makes Cindy giggle.

torrential rain. Everything in front of me gradually blurred, the rainwater poured down on me, seeping through my shirt to every skin and then creeping into every cell, bringing an endless cold that was very suitable for the feeling in me right now. Kneeling on the street, I cried out sobbing, hoping that when I cried, the warmth of tears would soothe the icy cold, but then it was just like a small candle in the vast dark sky. A tall figure, a handsome face that harmonizes every beautiful line is holding an umbrella and running towards me. Jack looked worriedly at me, drenched on the side of the road. Recognizing a face that I've seen before, rest assured that I closed my eyes. I couldn't tr

She mumbles something snoozy then, rolling over into James' embrace, falls instantly asleep again. ***** Downstairs, Cara tucked under one arm, I open the back door and a sweep of bitter air swooshes past my bare ankles. I step back from the splatter of water; rain driving down, hard enough to splash. Even from the shelter of the porch, the spray leaves me damp. Scruffy darts forward then, on the threshold, jolts to a standstill, staring out at the rain which beats down, as they say, like cats and dogs. Turning black-button eyes on me, he whimpers disbelief.

She hates me to the core for knowing Drayce did something kind to me. They let me go, pushing me away, as I stumbled forward, dropping my knees on the tiled and wet floor. "You should know your place, Ukiyo," Mairin gives away a lopsided grin, "This is your last warning," as she closes the door behind her. It was still early in the afternoon when the clouds gave of their rain to the grass and trees. The grey sky restlessly grumbled. I walked in the rain. In seconds the icy cold rain pierced my pale and wet skin, the water freely down my face and into my already soaked clothes.

He knew that some parts of the city would be flooded if the drainages were blocked with rubbish and plastic bags. Last night, making more sense of the Rainy Season that set in at the beginning of June, he also read a poem titled “Rain” by C. J Richards that started with some lines: (“Ne daing, ne daing mo ywa de.”)/ Waso, Wagaung, ye hpaung baung!/ See the rain come pouring down / On the fields and on the town./ Cats and dogs come down together!/ Isn’t this infernal weather? He thought that those lines were vivid descriptions of the Rainy Season that the author experienced when he lived in Burma.

Chapter 29 Third Person’s POV The rain was terrifying yet comforting that night—it was beautifully tragic as it floods the land—the water wasn’t murky. It was clear and the rain that fell to wash the land rid of impurities was warm and comforting. Lux loved it. He loved how chaos was both beautiful and poetic even if it destroyed a lot of thing. He loved the flowing water and he loved how the rain cascaded down his naked body as he stood under the shower that the clouds provided.

" He said and walked past me. I tried to follow him but he immediately vanished. It was just an imagination. I cried, the rain started pouring down as well. It feels like the sky knows how sad and down I am, now I know why people tend to cry when they are sad. People are just like the sky, when they feel tired, down and felt like they were alone, the rain will start pouring, but the difference is that when the rain stopped rainbow will begin to show, a sign of a new beginning, but for me, there's no rainbow after the rain. My heart cried hundreds of buckets now and still no rainbows showing.