The VEry Terrible Rainy Day

The Very Terrible Rainy Day

by Griffin Thomas Ware

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One fine day in July, my best friend Kody and I were playing the video game, Lego Indiana Jones for fun. Kody is seven years old, just one year younger than I am. We’ve been friends since we were babies…

After a while we switched to playing with real Legos when our Moms dragged us to my teacher’s husband’s bike shop to get Kody’s bike fixed. Then we were planning to go on a bike ride.

Meanwhile, Kody and I talked about Ben Ten, which is a TV show that we liked to watch.

Then it started raining. We begged and begged to go home, but our Moms said, “No, it’s only a shower!!!” So we went on our bike ride anyway. By the time we got to the bike trail it had all cleared up. But, nature was about to make one of those storms of TERROR!!!

We started on our bike ride in a peaceful sort of

manner. Then it started to drizzle again.

Kody and I started talking to our Moms about

the rain again.

“Mom,” I said, “It’s starting to rain again.

I really think that we should go home.”

Mom just sighed and continued pedaling down the trail. Then it started to rain harder and harder. Suddenly icy drops of almost frozen water went splash, splash on our foreheads. Kody started on his mother. “Mom! It’s really starting to rain. Can’t you feel those drops of water?”

Kody’s Mom said, “Please could you stop. This is really only a shower. It will blow past soon.”

The four of us were getting farther and farther away from the van that we drove here in. Looking back, it seemed the van was only the size of a bug. Then the rain started harder still, but we kept pedaling on.

Then we saw lightening, and we started to feel hail. We had to hide in the trees to protect ourselves for a long time. Then we scattered to another set of trees, and so on and so on until my mother said, “Ok, this is enough, I’m going back to get the van.” She rode off, leaving us with Kody’s mother in the rain underneath some trees.

Suddenly I saw a bolt of lightening that I thought might have hit a supermarket, it’s light arms reaching off into the sky. It was gone in a matter of seconds. But then we heard an extremely loud, an extremely powerful bang of thunder. Kody and I started to freak out. Eventually my Mom came with the van. We all filed in with our bikes and drove back home. It was very scary. Kody and I needed to share a blanket because we were so cold and wet.

The moral to this story is: “All Mothers should listen to their children sometimes.”