The Unexpected: A moment under the rain

"Rain, rain go away! come again another day. Little children want to play." Children usually sing this song during rainy days. Most of them hate rain because it hinders them from playing outside. It will also cause headache and fever. And apparently, it prevents them from seeing friends outside their homes. I used to love rain. I played under the rain though my mother forbade me. The pitter patter of the rain on our roof brought excitement to my heart. I felt its soothing touch every time I could see raindrops falling on our window pane. But that was a week ago, yes, only a week ago. It was a fine Sunday morning when my high school friends and I decided to meet at one of the malls in the city. The sun's hot rays touched my skin as I rode on a jeep bound to our rendezvous. The excitement of seeing long lost friends forced me to put my assignments and paper works down. Happiness and joy filled my heart upon seeing my friends' faces after a long period of time. We savored every moment that day. We did the same things we used to do when we were still in high school. We laughed as hard as we could. I thought that day would end happily, but I was totally wrong. The sun's light was fading and darkness slowly invaded the world. Little did I know, the rain started to fall. My friends bid goodbye and went home. That left me and Geinnie alone. She helped me look for a jeep but we couldn't spot one. Flood started and the water rose up to knee level. The rain poured even harder. Adding to it the frightening sound of thunder and the nerve wracking splash of lightning. My entire soul was enveloped with fear. I closed my eyes and prayed. I saw little hope when a 17B jeep stopped in front of us. I was able to ride on it! My feeling was like passing a long Mathematics exam. When I arrived, the clouds were still crying. It was even harder that time. I still had to cross the wide road for me to get home. I had no choice but to run over the flood, race with the cars and let the rain pour on my body. I was soaking wet. THANKS GOD! I arrived home safely. I was wet and cold. My heart beat abnormally. I just found myself crying inside my dark and cold room alone. I had never experienced flood in my whole life. Not until that frightening day! Though, that experience was a sort of a dreadful one, still, it makes me realize that to live alone in the city away from my family and wrestle with another level of responsibilities, I think I can make it. I have to face those challenges, but this time, no more tears!

As I write this essay, I want tell the rain…”Rain, rain don’t go away. Come again on my way!”