The hidden storm
Today is a special summer day. As I headed to my friend's house for a birthday celebration, countless sweatdrops dripped down my neck like the water flowing down a window on a rainy day. The scorching temperature suffocates me and the blazing sun burns my skin, adding more intensity to the relentless heat. After some time, I notice that everyone begins to walk more franticly—a worker transporting loads of goods rushes to his destination. A strolling mom sprints into the house, like someone running away from a monster. Looking up, the dark clouds loom in the distance—streams of rain cascade from the heavy clouds, looking just like silk. I immediately realized the previous surrounding skyscrapers had blocked my view of the menacing clouds. I darted to the nearest eave with all my power. Right away, the thunderstorm hurled at me. I didn't know whether to be relieved or angry. The wind cooled me down like the ocean wind but the rain was about to soak my whole body. "Rumble!" The thunder shakes the whole city and the lightning blinds my eyes as I am taking shelter. Wallawallawalla! The heavy rain splashed from the edge of the roof like a waterfall. Behind, I heard rapid footsteps from inside the house. Unexpectedly, a little boy opened the door and handed me an umbrella. "Here's an umbrella to protect from getting wet," he said. "Oh, thank you so much, bro. You are so kind. I'm going to a party now and you came at the right time to help me," I replied filled with gratitude. "No problem, I'm glad that I helped you!" A few minutes passed by and the heavy rainclouds floated away at last. "If I see him without an umbrella in the future, I'll give him one as well," I thought.