Essay on Rainy Day

A Rainy Day

It was a fine Sunday morning I was still in bed at 9 o’clock I suddenly could hear some clattering over the shade of our garage I was over- enjoyed I knew it was raining I had planned to leave the bed late but this sudden joy couldn’t retain me on the bed anymore. I jumped out of the bed and ran to the window. Heavy showers made the roads with everywhere and it became hazy all over all the excitement drove my mind crazy and I started making paper boats with my mother’s permission I went out in the parking area and soaked myself in rain also sailed my paper boats small water puddles there. It was indeed a very joyful rainy Sunday for me after 3 hours of good rain, the sun showed brightly and I sat down to pen down my experience in my diary.

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