I hate the rain. It’s cold and sad. I’m getting soaked, stuck in this stupid rain, and it’s all her fault. Look at her! She doesn’t even care how miserable I am. If she would have listened to me we would be riding the bus home instead of walking.
Oh how I love the rain. I love jumping in the puddles and making the water splash, it’s so much fun. I’m sorry big brother, but mom says you have to stay with me no matter what. I know you wanted to ride the bus but I wanted to play in the rain instead of riding in that big old stinky bus. I wish you could have as much fun as I do in the rain. Oh look, here comes another puddle.