The Storm

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Is it wrong to say that I love the rain?

I woke up at exactly 11:50 pm to the thundering clap of-well, thunder. It was raining so harshly that we had a mini brown out. I didn't even notice it until I felt cold air seep through my skin.

I swept the curtain to the side, just enough for me to see outside, and it was raining incredibly hard, thunder and lightning striking occasionally.

Was it wrong to say that I loved every second of it?

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