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NHDT-532 The rain was pouring down and I was standing in the middle of the street, getting drenched. The wind was blowing my hair all over the place and I could feel the cold seeping into my bones. I looked up at the sky and thought, "This is it, the end of the world." Just then, a car sped by, splashing water all over me. I let out a cry of frustration and started to walk towards the nearest shelter. The streets were deserted, except for a few stray cats and dogs. I quickened my pace, trying to outrun the rain, but it was no use. I was soaked through and through. Suddenly, I heard a voice calling out to me from the shadows. It was a familiar voice, one that I hadn't heard in a long time. I turned around to see an old friend, standing under a brightly lit street lamp. He offered me his umbrella and a warm smile. I gratefully accepted and we walked together, under the protection of the umbrella, towards the nearest coffee shop. As we sipped our hot drinks, we caught up on old times and shared stories of our lives since we last saw each other. It was a simple moment of warmth and friendship in the midst of the storm.

14 Jun, 2009138 mins