Dancing In the Rain

I went to a small catholic school kindergarten through eighth grade. Every day we were able to go outside for recess after lunch. Unless it was raining, then we would go to the gym. Well one rainy afternoon in eighth grade my friends and I were done eating lunch and on our way to the gym for recess. It wasn’t a very far walk but we made it long. For whatever reason we started dancing! It was so much fun! We were outside in the pouring rain in our school uniforms laughing and dancing, spinning around and around as if no one were watching. I felt free. It felt as if at that very moment, nothing was wrong in the world. I felt like a little girl, or I felt the innocence of a little girl. Well like every moment, that one came to an end. Our gym teacher saw us and started yelling at us to get in the gym. We walked around the rest of the day soaking wet. But it was worth it!

A few months later my parents told me that I wouldn’t be going to the high school I thought I would be because we were moving. I was devastated! It wasn’t even that far but I knew that things would never be the same. I wouldn’t see my best friends’ everyday. I would have to start over in a new school with no friends. I was so scared. But a year and a half later here we are. Things aren’t the same… they’re better! I have a ton of new friends and the same old four best friends! Though my best friends and I hardly see each other, we’re still best friends! All four of us have stuck together over the time.

So I believe in dancing in the rain! I believe that every person should have that feeling of pure happiness, love, innocence, and friendship. For some people rain is a gloomy, sad thing, but for me it represents everything I felt that day. Each day it rains, it brings back that feeling of being a little girl with her best friends. Now I’m getting older and my life is completely different, well almost. I still have rain! And when it’s not raining, I have my best friends!