I know you can't see me, I'm behind this rock, I have been flushed out of this deer, I smell bad.
Ah what a lovely sunset... Wait what are you doing Mama deer?! Nooooo. I have been swallowed, as river water. I am nervous, now comes the water cycle.
After a while I was flushed out of Mama deer as waste, I hope I don't smell to bad. I am starting to become a gas and evaporate into the sky. I'm so nervous.
This wind is really strong, it has blown me through this mountain pass. I will condense soon, and I presume from my grandfather's stories, I will soon precipitate as rain.
I have seeped in Spring and have become groundwater
Oh man... This is one wild ride, first windy and overcast skies, and now this... I hope I land safely on a mountain, I never thought precipitation would be so hard. It is a long roller coaster ride down.
It is winter and I have condensed into a solid. Spring is coming and I hope to be reunited with my river family. It will be a while though due to the another long process called seeping and runoff
I have melted or seeped into groundwater. It is very dark down here. I am now reaching the runoff stage. I will go somewhere where there is other water. Where am I going?!