Posted June 30th, 2021 by Cutecrittre9
in British Columbia
The rain is like a hail of bullets pounding on the tin roof. I sit on my bed staring out the window into the dark sky that rain is pouring from. The wind is blowing really hard which is causing the rain to go on a slant into the side of my cabin. This camping trip is a fail, but its may long weekend so I don't expect any more than rain. Suddenly something bigger and harder hits my window, and I jump. "What was that?" I murmur to myself as I slowly approach the window.
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