The Rain

Sheets of rain poured down in every direction for as far as the eye could see. Running down the road soaking everything in its path leaving no stone unturned in its search for anything warm or dry; trapping us all behind closed doors in desperate attempts to keep dry.The ever present light that came from London gone, as if they had been stolen. The only sound was the invisible rain’s constant beat on my window. An eerie sound which scared me and I shall never forget for as long as I live.