One day I was enjoying my life as a glacier, but my head was in the clouds, or, at least I hoped it was. All I wanted was to be a cloud. I was so concentrated on my dream, I didn't realize how hard it was raining, or how I was slowly slipping into the ocean.
I slowly slid down the glacier and into the water. I was now a liquid. Part of the water storage. A while ago my parents told me about this, it's the runoff stage in our life. I washed into a lake, and just sat there for quite awhile, I was extremely nervous that I would become plant uptake. My parents told me that's the worst.
But then, a stray kitten walked over and started to drink, but a dog scared her and she fell in. The kitten made a huge splash when she fell in and guess who got splashed out? You guessed it, ME!
I started felling really warm, maybe, I thought, just maybe, I might be evaporating. I honestly don't know what that means, but we learned it in health class. It's somewhere in my mind! Think. Think! I got it! it means I'm going to be a gas, and float into the air, and become a...
CLOUD! I'm so happy I evaporated.
I'm feeling kinda heavy for some reason. OH NO! It's raining! NOOOOOOOOO! For now I'll continue being a glacier. I hate precipitation. Well, at least I didn't become part of the ground water.