The cold wrapped itself around me like a frost giant; pitter patter pitter patter. The rain falls lightly on my head, the chilled water rises around my ankles. something knocks me on the head, its cold and round, I peer upwards another one hits my nose. Its hailing. Why am I just standing here something splashes the back of me I turn round and see my brother mischievously waiting for my return, I kick some water lightly back at him, suddenly a whoosh of rain; we are
soaked we lie in the shallow puddles waiting for the next person to splash.
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