Rain || Minsung

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It was raining.

I sat on the porch outside of my house. I was in awe looking at the beads of water falling from the sky. Others may say that it's depressing or its unlikeable.

But for me, I find it pretty because of you.

Every time I would sit upon the porch looking at the rain, you would be walking down the neighborhood with your umbrella and rain boots.

I would watch you from afar, seeing how you would play with the puddles. Hearing your little giggles made my cheeks go to a soft pink.

You didn't care if you got wet since you we're able to play in the rain, but when the pouring rain stopped you'll pout because you didn't have enough fun.

You'll close your umbrella and walk back home with your puffed up cheeks that looks like a squirrel.

I watched you from afar, hoping that one day we could become friends.

At that time, I was only 9 and you were 8.

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I made another story (a few months back) but this time I wrote it differently cause uh why not : )

By the way I created this when I was depress so... yeah : ' )

Anyways enjoy!