Friday Fictioneers: The Day It Stopped Raining


The sudden silence had caught me off guard. I stopped chopping the onion and put down the knife. The pitter-patter of rain on my roof had stopped. Has it finally stopped? I wondered as I wiped my hands on my apron and opened the front door.

Outside, the doors to my neighbors’ houses opened and one by one, they stepped out onto the street. It’s been raining for 30 days. 30 days!

“Look Mommy,” my neighbor from across the street, Jimmy, pulled on his mother’s shirt, pointing at the sky. All at once, we all looked up. “A rainbow, wow.”

(100 words)

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