Have you ever wondered how raindrops would feel if they had feelings? Well, if you haven't, this is the wrong story. I was born with 309 billion siblings. It was great. Ater a few hours we were apparently old enough to leave home. And guess what, our parents dropped us out of the sky. And just as I fell, I heard them say, "Did you give them the parachute?"
"Err, sure."
This was the end. My life was over.
"Huh!"
I landed on a plant. I stood there, watching my family hit the concrete and die.
Wait, what's happening? I going to fall. "Aah!"
Saved again, but by what?
Oh great, I fell into the ocean. Now I'm never going to see the Taj Mahal.
Wait, what's happening? I'm floating up, up and away. There, there they are - my parents. I'm home!
"Good to see you Raindrop 349. You just missed the fall. We just have to drop you now."
There you have it,. The miserable life of a raindrop and you poeple curse us.We keep you alive. We sacrifice our lives for you and your plants. So really, don't curse rain. If it doesn't rain, earth will be a wasteland. So remember, everything happens for a reason.
