The weather

Once upon a time, I remember it was an Indian summer, my friend and I was walking from early morning, the weather was nice. At afternoon rain started to drizzle and my friend said: “it never rains but it pours” and after that it was rain cats and dogs. Thunder and lightnings began. We were afraid of it and ran to the shop for wait it. I looked at the weather forecast for near future and rain didn’t want to stop. My father took us away. Then we came home the weathe was cleared up. My friend felt herself right as a rain and I cared for her whole day.