Pouring Rain

Plop, plop, plop, plop, I looked out the window and the rain was spitting down against the ground well I was sleeping. Bang I fell out of bed. After a while I fell asleep but I felt uncomfortable. The next morning I knew the trip was cancelled but when I got to school I was wrong it was postponed. For a moment I didn’t know what postponed meant but then I found out that it meant it was going to be on a different day, but I had fun anyway.

By Sophie