Thursday, 10 September 2015

Short Story #20: Rain, rain

Matt could sense that something was not right when he saw grey clouds in the sky early that morning. It was strange to see such the sky which had been clear and bright for three consecutive weeks to suddenly become gloomy and dull. Nonetheless, it was expected that it was going to rain very heavily that day.

Still, it was quite a shocker to him when he saw the flooded roads as he left the school. Carefully wading through the ankle-high water, he stared ahead and suppressed a shocked gasp when he saw how the nearest bus stop was so crowded that there was no more room for another person, unless they are skinny and are small.

Rain dripped off the umbrella as Matt hurried to reach the bus stop. Closing it, he huffed a sigh of relief at his immense luck that he had ended up mostly dry and that he managed to squeeze into the crowded bus stop without getting hit by the rain dripping from the roof. But he spoke too soon when the old man in front of him stretched his frail, long arms in the air, causing Matt to take a few step backwards and accidentally got significant portion of his shirt drenched from the rain.

Instantly, Matt took a few steps forward and looked at his now wet shirt with a bewildered expression on his face. That shirt was brand new! Cursing silently at his bad luck, Matt frowned and prayed that his day would not get any worse. And luckily it did not. Boarding his bus, Matt sat at one of the seats at the back of the bus. The chilly air from the air-conditioner caused Matt to shiver. He distracted himself from the cold by admiring the scenery outside through the window. Noticing that the rain was slowly stopping,  Matt could see a bright light shimmering at the corner of his eye. Glancing at that direction, he softly smiled to himself.

A beautiful rainbow formed between the fluffy white clouds and it caused a great warmth in Matt's heart.



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