Cranky Raven

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“It’s raining again.” I thought to myself as the droplets cascade down the window by my desk. For as long as I lived here the sun seems to keep itself hidden behind the clouds seemingly afraid to come out. It’s an odd phenomenon that I’m sure scientists can chalk it up to being an unfortunate series of events. I continue to stare out into the distance watching each car new and old drive in out of the school’s driveway. I look over to my teacher drone on and on about chemical compounds and how important it is to know the scientific term of them. I glance up past him at the analog clock slowly ticking away each second until 8:15. The bell finally rings and students scurry for the exit not wanting to here another second of this “titillating” lecture. I slowly rise from my seat and started to gather my things until the teacher stops me in my tracks.