It had been raining all morning. "I'm bored," I said. That was what I said until something bad happened. The rain - it wasn't normal. To me, it was different. Not in a good way though. The rain was black, so I decided to investigate. I put some in a bottle and looked at it. It was like tiny storms. Snow, sand, rain, thunder, lightning, anything. My mum and dad weren't home so I couldn't tell them. Why would they believe me anyway? They never did. I hated them, and still do! I wish I could tell someone what I just saw.