The rain here is different from the rain in greenville. No sweet smell of honey suckle. No soft squish of pine. No slip and slide through grass. Just mama saying, stay inside today it's raining and me at the window. Nothing to do but watch..page 13 lines 1-5
Watch, he gray sidewalk grows darker. Watch,the drops slide down the pane.Watch, people below me move fast.Already there are stories in my head. Already color sound and words.. page 13 lines 6-11
A girl sits at her window rain pooring outside while she is longing for something to do. She extremely misses her old home back in greenville. She knows if she asks her mom to go and play she absolutely say no. She watches everything thats happening below her. There are allready stories popping in her head with color and sound. She then remembers all the fun memories she had back at her old home.