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          AFTER THE RAIN





              : NATCHIRA CHEN    : SISILPA SRISUKSON
             It’s a rainy day.
             Most people are running to find somewhere to hide from the rain...
             But not me.
             I’m walking to the train station...
             My uniform is wet...
             Waiting for the train.
             When I go up the train
             Everyone is watching me because my student uniform is all wet
             Some girls are gossiping about me.
             But I don’t care.
             When I have a sit, I start to take out my cookies                         “Ah...sorry... wait, who are you?!”  you’re the only one in this train.”
             And eat them.                                                             In front of me, there was a mystery   “What the --”
             I eat and eat and eat wildly.                                          station master with a weird mask on   “Anyway, this train hasn’t had a
             And then                                                               his face.                     passenger for a long time. If you don’t
             I cry...                                                                  It’s the symbol of the rain, I guess... ?  mind, we can talk before we have arrive
             Suddenly, the lightning appears.                                          He answered me,            at the destination. And I’m sure that the
             And                                                                       “Eh, I think you know that I’m the   rain will stop when we have arrived
             Everyone disappears.                                                   train moderator.”             there… What topic are we going to talk
             “Where is everybody????”                                                  “The  train  moderator...? Then   about? How about the rain on your
             “Where have they... gone... ?”                                         where are the other people?”  face?”
             “Madam, I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t eat or drink inside the train.”  “I don’t know. But now I see that   “......” I looked outside the window.
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