The rain was pouring hard and I was soaking wet. Until I glanced in a certain direction and somebody caught my attention. It was you, you under that extraordinarily big yellow umbrella. I stopped walking and found myself just staring at you, and then you did the same. You ran towards me.
“You might get sick, let me share my umbrella with you,” you said. I don’t want to be sick, and so I went in. We walked quietly through the rain under your yellow umbrella until the rain stopped. We bid each other goodbye, and never did we meet again.
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