the painful rain.

                                    

         The painful rain

The deafening sound warns me,

warns me from the bullet like rain.

As I look over my shoulder I suddenly stop,

stopping like a statue.

Then i suddenly full,

fulling like a bomb into the water.

before we left all of us stopped and glared at the bullet like rain and sprinted to the car I started walling out we survived but we could hardly hear each other with the frighting sound of the thunder. 

the end.

by: Angelina G-F

in H:26