When It Pours It Rains Novels & Stories

What. "I'll see you around, Miss Shy" he winks and leaves me staring after him. And I just stand there. I don't know how much time passed before it starts raining. I feel the big, heavy drops falling on my bare hands. Twenty, four hundred, thousands now. Slow and clumsy at first, they're now unstoppable. It's pouring.

The whole room is filled with the poisonous smell, how can I not feel it before. The rain continously pouring down from last night without taking a second break. A girl with black umbrella walk slowly take steady steps to prevent getting slip. A harsh wind hit making her umbrella almost flew but she hold it tightly and again started walking. She is doing the same throughout the way getting soaked a little. And that girl is none other than me. Lilly take a day off as she hate rain but me being a peacock come out chiming just to enjoy it. Afterall it's the first rain of the season but now I regret my decision as it's no longer a smooth romantic rain but a wild one.

Chapter 12. BAD NEWS Rain poured down heavily over the land of Dundee. Each drop followed by another, making it sound like a rhythm if listened keenly. The outpouring of the rain made the sky darker than it should be at that time of the day. Water flowed down the half empty gutters washing it over and over again. As if merciless, the rain poured down heavier drenching people under it including the man on a big brown coat that made his way to a house.

He stepped a little forward, craned his neck upwards, and closed his eyes making the cool and tiny rain droplets directly hit his face. Be remembered for the words of his mom. His mom says whenever you are in a dilemma and can't think straight and if it's raining, stand in the rain. Feel every single droplet that falls on you. When tiny, cool, and pure water droplets hit your head, it helps you to think clearly. Think until you feel you can't think anymore. And the moment you feel you don't have anything left to think, you feel peaceful standing in the rain, you feel calm, you feel just rain, nothing else. That is the moment you have cleared all your dilemmas, your mind is in the right place

~ Penny looked up from her hot chocolate, frowning at the sheets of rain cascading on the other side of the window. It was only one in the afternoon but it looked like late evening. The dark clouds, which blotted out most of the light, and bringing with it heavy rains, left Chaise Point district wet and bleak. The rain made everything cumbersome. Penny never seemed to have an umbrella on hand when it started raining. On top of that, she was always getting caught in the rain. She sat there drenched and miserable, nursing her hot chocolate, which had already gone cold.

I соvеr mу fасе аnd sob some mоrе, ѕtuсk оut here оn thе соld, rаіnу ѕtrееt. Thе rain іѕ a соnѕtаnt drіzzlе nоw. It’ѕ the tуре that mаkеѕ уоu mіѕеrаblе аnd соld but dоеѕn’t soak you tо the bone. I mаnаgе to рull myself tоgеthеr.

The sky, which had been cloudy all the time, was now pouring rain, making a distinctive sound when it hit the ground. Multicolored umbrellas began milling the streets, just like candy balls scattered on a black table. For Zoe, the sound of rain is the sound she really likes. As a child, Zoe used to play in the rain with her father when she helped out in the garden. They will tell stories while drawing on wet ground, or just observing puddles. Even though all the memories are simple, Zoe really likes them.

Like a storm in her heart, the sky began to cry out the tears of the heavens. Rain. Dripping on her face as it continues to drip all over her body. Soaking her clothing. Her hair was wet. She doesn’t have an umbrella on her, nor does she need one. She deserved to be out in the cold rain.

River went to my feet and I picked him up as he was purring on my lap. “I hope nothing can get worse than this,” I said as I was enjoying the morning as nothing can ruin it. oh, how wrong I was on that notion. It seems like everything was worse than the rain started after I went out of the house, without my umbrella. I mean, it supposed to be summer, and why the sky was pouring it tears! I wanted to catch a cab but it went away as well as splashed me some of the dirty water that was on the road.

The morning of Sunset City was completely engulfed by a sudden, torrential downpour. Rain hammered against the streets, turning the gutters into rushing streams. At the entrance of St. George's Academy, the heavy rain battered the leaves into a frantic rustling, the sound almost deafening in the storm.