The clouds rose in the sky,
It was a sunny day,
Much like today,
This warm May.
It was alright,
Then the sky grew dark.
Rain pounded the roof,
Like claws in bark.
Mud began to slide,
And he was buried alive.
It took three weeks,
But he didn't survive.
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English Stories
RastgeleThese are things I have written in English classes. I want to get rid of the papers but keep the stories so this is where I'm putting them.
