It was a cloudy morning. The street was blowing with light breeze. The flirtatious wind lady was chasing after me. My jacket gave response by waving his hands. It was comfortable enough for the smiley families to loiter on the street. The sky was dim and the sun was sick and lazy that he hid himself behind the black clouds. He didn’t shimmer anymore and the sunlight was blocked by the dark crowd of sheep. The sky was not blue anymore but filled with sadness and sickness. The darkness made everything invisible. Nothing glittered but something dropped.
Suddenly, a droplet hit my face. How painful it was! Was the sun starting to cry? It was only a sprinkle, but a heavy one. Then, the upset sun cried out louder ‘bang, bang, bang…’ the teardrops were getting heavier and more frequent, hitting everywhere in the street, the rubbish bin in the corner was made to become more stinky, just like a hateful guy farting continuously, that was intolerant. The rough and impermeable concrete path was slippery. The buses went slowly and beeped each other, the street was getting noisier, ‘beep, beep, beep……’ I heard anger in the loud mouths. The pedestrians were fully shocked with their mouths opened, I saw depression in their eyes and their faces were as white as a sheet.
The entire sky started to blur. Nothing but dark clouds and a curtain of mist blocked the sky view. The birds were looking for their shelter like the bats out of the hell. Their nests were smashed into pieces by the cruel teardrops of the sun. The families who were once cheerful turned into a bad mood with their faces distorted. They ran far far away and disappeared in my sight. However, there were some smart people like me who took out their umbrellas and camouflaged themselves with a large raincoat and crept slowly along the gloomy path.
The tumbling rain was like billions of arrows stabbing into my body without mercy. I got wet and sticky. It was so trembling. A little icy droplet fell into my mouth, I was like eating a sour lemon, shiveringly, I couldn’t hold my huge umbrella well and it was turned over by the naughty wind lady.
I could not even see anything on the street but a layer of very dim smog. I was just like walking without aspiration and only dawdling from here to there with no sense of direction. It was as dark as the night time. I only heard people screaming in haste, dogs barking restlessly, water splashing on the ground and cars roaring under the pouring rain.
The rain fell in torrent without cease. My clothes were getting heavier, making me walk like a heavy robot. With white T-shirt and trousers, my clothes inside became visible. What a bad day!