It's been raining for weeks, but the grey skies still hadn't eased its crying. The town looked gloomy and emotionless under the clouds.
I moved away from the window and toward the door. On the porch, my boots were sitting there, waiting for me.
I slid them on and stomped down the slippery steps.
Large puddles caught my eye, just begging to be splashed about.
A grin crept onto my face as I stepped into the nearest pool of water. The rain was starting to soak into my scalp, but I didn't care.