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Memories Fall Like Rain

March 20, 2024
By lizzie_arrowhead PLATINUM, Hartland, Wisconsin
lizzie_arrowhead PLATINUM, Hartland, Wisconsin
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The pitter-patter of soft rain on the roof immediately puts a smile on my face. 


As I run to the back door, I’m reminded of the color green, of lush evergreen trees that are covered in the morning dew. 


The muddy puddles that smell like a vast, salty ocean. 


The rain calls upon many memories from my past, good and bad.


Every time I hear the rain, I think of splashing outside in the puddles,


running with my dogs to see who can reach the door first, 


cuddling up in a blanket by the window with the smell of fresh chicken noodle soup that my mom cooked for me.


All these specific memories come from just one thing:


The pitter-patter of soft rain on the roof.


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